......Lydia kept running down the dark alley her heart pounding faster and she took each step. She tumbled over some trash cans and stood up almost immediately not minding the injuries she sustained during the fall , there was no time to stop she just had to get out of the alley and onto the street.
There was no sign of her assailant but she couldn’t take that chance , she kept running and finally bumped into some passers by on the sidewalk. She could sense the panic they felt as the bright lights of the Vegas street shone on her face. Her bruised face, Her clothes all torn and messed up, a bullet hole just below her right shoulder, she could see some food remanants stuck on her jeggings.
But she wasn’t bothered about all that she ran to the nearest pay phone and shakingly dialled the number 911, the coins fell a couple of times from her hands before finally entering the coin slot. The bleeding on her head was getting worse, he really hit her hard with his glock ..
The phone rang a couple of times before it finally clicked she immediately started talking
But then she stopped almost immediately
“ wait the operator didn’t speak “ she looked around before finally asking “ who is this”
She trembled as she heard the reply “Hablando del Rey de Roma” it was a Native phrase. She dropped the phone and looked around before starting to run again but she tripped and fell she. Her energy was drained, hallucinations were setting in, she had lost a lot of blood from her injuries her blouse was soaked with blood. She fell to the ground and stared at the bright night sky till she gradually passed out.