A roar shattered the sudden silence—a _horrifying, hoarse sound_ that seemed to tremble deep within me. _It wasn't human. Not quite._
It was filled with primal rage—a furious cry that heralded violence and pain.
_My blood froze._
My entire body went rigid, every nerve screaming danger. It was coming from the alley.
My eyes instinctively snapped to the dark opening, _cold terror engulfing me_.
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After that roar, _something massive was flung at tremendous speed_ from the alley, slamming into the opposite wall and pinning it there violently.
_Dust filled the air._
A few moments passed before the thick fog settled, revealing what had been hurled.
_A huge dumpster, wedged high into the wall._
My eyes widened.
Whatever threw that container... _was powerful. Too powerful._
_This is definitely not something a human could do._
---
Amid the terrifying sound and the sight of the container embedded high into the wall, his calm voice sliced through the chaos:
_"Hold on tight."_
His words were _completely_ at odds with the roar of the beast and the sheer horror before us—like _a steady anchor in a sea of mounting panic_.
Before I could process it, _the motorcycle_ rocketed forward.
I barely had a chance to climb onto the back, my hands instinctively grasping his waist.
He was surprisingly solid despite his injury, and the warmth of his body provided _a strange, fleeting comfort_ amid the sudden jolt of terror.
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The old electric bike, _freed from unnecessary weight_, surged forward at lightning speed, leaving _the haunted alley in a blur_.
_The wind lashed against my face, tearing at my hair and clothes._
My heart _hammered_ against my ribs, pounding like a frantic war drum against the roar of the unknown _pursuing_ us.
I closed my eyes for a moment as we accelerated, my fingers _digging into his shirt_.
The sudden movement _nearly knocked me off balance_.
My mind was still spinning from the roar, struggling to comprehend whatever could make such a sound.
_Pure fury, something I'd only ever heard in horror films._
My breath hitched in my throat.
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As we sped away, his voice cut through the rushing wind and the distant, echoing screams:
_"Do you have a phone? I lost mine in the alley."_
My eyes snapped open.
A phone? Right.
The _rational_ part of my brain, still struggling to function amidst the chaos, _processed_ the question.
My phone. My bag.
_Oh God, my bag!_ I instinctively touched my hip, where my small bag usually rested.
It was _still_ there.
Thank God.
But why did he need it? What was he planning? Was he asking for help?
_"Yes! In my bag!"_ I shouted, my voice hoarse, rising with lingering fear.
I fumbled for the zipper, my fingers trembling slightly.
_"Why? What do you need it for?"_
My thoughts raced, desperately piecing together this bizarre, terrifying puzzle.
Who was this man?
And what kind of _nightmare_ was he running from?
My usual worries—rent, deliveries, small anxieties—felt *laughable* now.
This was *life or death*, and somehow, _I was in it_.
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*[MC's POV]*
Before I could respond, I sensed the ghoul _closing in_.
I quickly turned to her and said,
_"Hold on tight. And don't look back."_
Then I gunned the accelerator.
While speaking, I spotted the ghoul *leaping across the rooftops behind us*.
I clicked my tongue and muttered under my breath,
_"Tch... persistent bastard."_
---
I saw an intersection ahead. *Good opportunity.*
Swiftly, I pulled out my gun and barked,
_"Get closer—grab the handlebars!"_
I stood up on the seat, twisted around, and locked onto the ghoul.
_I waited for him to jump... then fired._
_The bullet flew at an incredible speed, unerring in its precision._
But it wasn't just any bullet—it was an *explosive round, designed for hunting ghouls*.
_The bullet struck the ghoul's ankle—and in a heartbeat... it detonated._
_His ankle was completely obliterated._
_The ghoul shrieked in fury, tumbling from the rooftop._
But I didn't care.
I reclaimed control of the bike, my voice steady,
_"That won't kill him, but it'll buy us time..."_
_"Now—about the phone. Call...."_
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