I shook the doubt off me as if it were a physical thing and went outside. The clear night sky smelled so nice with the light smell of honeysuckles. I closed my eyes just for a moment, enjoying the freedom I had fought for, I never thought I would win. My bright red hair seemed to catch the moonshine making it shimmer like the dying sun. The blood was starting to dry up in an unappealing crust. I ran into the nearest ally and tried to figure out my next move. I knew I had to get that bleach before someone saw me or the couple that I left dead. I dashed out of the ally in a panicked rush to escape the walls that seemed to be closing around me. When I exited the ally, I ran into a young handsome man with a federal police badge. I gave a slight jump while my heart seemed to be jumping out of my chest. My hands were still trembling like a leaf in a soft breeze. The golden-going grey-haired police officer just stared at me, not moving at all.