Killer Jk

As you walk down the dimly lit alley, your heart races with fear. You can't shake the feeling that someone is watching you, following your every move. Suddenly, a figure emerges from the shadows, their face hidden beneath a dark hood. You try to quicken your pace, but your legs feel like lead. The figure approaches you, their steps slow and deliberate. You can feel their breath on the back of your neck, and you know that you're in trouble. You turn around to face your attacker, but it's too late. The figure lunges at you with a knife, and you're forced to defend yourself. You grab the knife arm and twist it, causing the figure to stumble back. You take the opportunity to run, your heart pounding in your chest. You don't look back, knowing that the figure will be right on your tail. You sprint through the alley, your lungs burning with each breath. You turn a corner and see a dimly lit street ahead. You run towards it, your feet pounding the pavement. You don't stop until you reach the safety of your home, where you collapse on