C25 Dwelling in the Darkness

Evelyn’s POV

I clutched the folder as if it were my life as I sprinted, the chilly night air whipping across my face. The sound of footsteps behind me kept me going even though my legs cried out for rest and my lungs burned. I pressed myself against the wall and held my breath as I ducked into a little alley.

The footsteps stopped.

"Come out, Evelyn," a harsh, irritated voice cried