After two weeks of writers block I finally write something!.

She ran as fast as she could, trying to escape her pursuer but no matter how fast she ran every time she looked back, he was there, ten feet behind her.
She turns a corner into an ally. She throws trash and trash cans behind her to show him down but nothing worked, he just kept coming and coming, ten feet behind her.
She turns onto the street. She screams for help but no one is around and He's was still there, ten feet behind Her. She continued to run, screaming down the street. She turns into an ally and hits a dead end. She turns around, He is there, ten feet away, his ugly scarred face looking back at her with empty eyes.
She runs, attempting to run pass him. He grabs her, throws her to the ground. He looks down at her and smiles a big smile, revealing ugly green teeth. He takes a chefs knife from his coat, licks the blade and stabs her.
She screams, then awakes, in a cold sweat, breathing heavily.
Her husband beside her turns and says: "Whats wrong?"
"Nothing," she replied. "Just a nightmare. I shouldn't watch horror movies before bed."
"Told you so."
"I know, I know. Go back to sleep."
"You woke me up."
"I'm sorry. Go back to sleep."
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