being chased by them.

there he was. coming fast as though he was being followed crossing the parking lot. the fear has released him in life into a brand new word, with brand new scars to collect. as he merged onto the street, with the midnight electric lights all around him, the car engine began to whine.

he knew who they were, the driver and the other one on the passager seat, the silhouettes waiting for him to walk all the way down along the pavement. substantial feelings.