The waves of the ocean sounded scary to Sandra as she ran towards it with her feet sinking into the soft ocean sand and her heart hammering against her chest as she ran farther away from the building with no escape plan but to just run away.
"I just need to escape first, I am sure I can find something," Sandra says running in the scanty gloomy night.
Sandra's legs suddenly got cramped, and she fell, she winced as the pain set in, but she gritted her teeth, standing up yet again because she knew she could not get caught…she must not be caught.
Her escape was her lifeline…she even smashed someone in the head to achieve that, so who was she to give up?
Sandra dragged her cramped leg as she moved farther from the building, not minding that she was leaving a trace as she was moving.
