C45 In distress.

In distress.

As Melissa continued to run, her tears streamed down her face, mixing with the sweat and dirt. Fear and desperation clung to her like a heavy cloak, threatening to suffocate her. In the midst of her chaotic thoughts, she found solace in a quiet prayer, seeking help from anyone who might hear her plea.

"Please, someone... anyone... help me," Melissa whispered