The sirens distinct tune followed me as I ran, the loud screeching music closed in on me like walls in a small room. I firmly grasped my candy bar as I turned down a forgotten alley way flooded with smoke smells. My worn shoes were not ready for such a sharp and last minute panic turn, almost diving into a puddle of recently used cigarette butts, I pulled my top heavy body back up to it’s original and close to vertical form and continue my fast paced journey in the night. My journey only lasted a short while before I heard the cop car’s sticky tires scream and slide across the alley’s old and cracked pavement and quickly accomplishes the sharp turn into the narrow alley. The car was gaining on me and it’s like I could almost feel it’s hot