xavierblaq avatar

Jaga Jazzist


The chase was on. Anthony took off away from the group of men. Still tired, Anthony knew he could not keep going much further. Distracted, by this and the mob, Anthony tripped and fell on the sidewalk, and the impact took the little energy he had left. Surrounded by the gang of men, Anthony suddenly felt very small, and wondered why he always made such stupid decisions, whether it was coming here or the party the night before. Just before the mob was to attack, another group came and fired into the air, dissipating the mob and saving Anthony's life.

Be the first to comment

Sign up or Sign in to leave a comment on this drabble.