Jenniffer was scared and alone, she knew he was looking for her, she knew if he found her, hell would be paid. Jenniffer kept running, she had to find somewhere to hide! She was getting tired, not just mentally but also physically. She had been running away from him for so long she didn't even truly know if he was still following her. Jennnifer had stayed with friends for a few weeks here and there, but never stayed long, he was paying people to be her friends, to try and either get her killed or put in jail under pretense. It was nothing for him to drop a grand or more, just to torment her. She knew this, she knew it all too well when she ran away from him just months ago. and now her she was running down the street, no one to help her, running and alone. She came to a corner, and just to the left, a dinner was open! Yes! a public place, if he finds me here, someone can help, or at least she was hopeful. Jennifer ran as fast as she could to the doors of the establishment. When she got to the doors, she barely looked before entering. An action she would soon regret. She burst through the door, almost soon as she did that she was instantly filled with regret. How could she be so stupid? She should have known. Why would any eating establishment be open at this hour unless he was connected in some way, Sure enough, there was his right-hand goon. Jenniffer froze. Her eyes began to scan the room, that's when she realized, it had all been a cat and mouse game, she was the mouse and she couldn't escape. Jennifer turned to run back out the door but it was too late. His goons had her surrounded. She suddenly felt the cloth over her mouth, from behind her. She managed a little struggle, but the drug in the cloth knocked her out almost immediately. It all happened so fast, they had her now and there was no telling what he would have in store for her. Jennifer found herself almost welcoming the death that faced her, at least all the running and all the fear would be gone. She wouldn't have to deal with this any-more. The feeling of death became even more inviting. Little did she know, This was not her end.. yet.