The imprint of fear from last night has risen again, this time it took me by the throat. The girl who was so desperately clutching onto me was identical to my dream. According to my predictions that man would appear soon... And take our lives. Driven by self-preservation, my body moved. I struggled to find balance as I stood up- due to my trembling legs and the girl's grapple. She had her face buried in my chest and every time I tried to release myself, she would tighten her grip. Escaping would be difficult because she would be a burden to my speed. With no other options, I prepared my fists. My knuckles whiten and arm muscles strained. And then I struck her. The impact vibrated through her cheek and splatters of blood flung out from her mouth as she fell back.

The second bell came.

She went limp after a few whimpers and cries. Turning my back to this cruel scene, I gathered my wits, There was no time for any hesitations. I took my first step and suddenly I felt a hand grasping my ankles! The girl had recovered from unconsciousness. Anger built up within me. I ripped myself from her hand and stamped on her head. "Fuck off, bitch!" I said as I leered at her. She returned the gaze. Her eyes had a sense of dominance and the longer I stared, the deeper I fell into the abyss of her pupils. As if motivation and my will were sapped out. My eyes dilated and became blank. It is as if... I was hypnotised!

The bell struck for the third time.

"Now listen pick me up and take me to your place." She gargled as blood overflowed her mouth. Unable to resist, I picked her up with relative ease. Since when was I so strong? I (or should I say my body) sprinted. Despite not being that physically fit, I ran with her swiftly. And after mere moments, we were out of that district and into a new one.

In the distance, I heard the fourth bell ring.