What was this place? Who were these fake friends? What, on Earth, were they going to do to me? And who was that girl?
I turned to the door and fled. I ran like I had never run before, into the street, down the hill, not caring where my feet took me. I just had to get as far from them as possible. I was never more certain of my actions.
I heard them running after me, their footsteps and voices reminding me that they were not far behind. Ahead of me, cars were moving towards the four way intersection.