Gloom

Chapter 93

My attacker pulled me as easily as if I weighed two pounds, still covering my mouth to prevent my protests. I tried to cling more than once to a wall or any object, but no matter how hard I tried to fight, she simply exerted more force and dragged me through the gloomy streets, completely blackened by the absence of light on the poles; She didn't know if there was a general cut, or if it was her doing that they had turned off.

Not know what to do. I didn't know how to defend myself. Adrenaline, caused by sheer desperation, flowed into my system and, in one of my thrusts, I bit without hesitation on the hand that covered my mouth. My attacker's hiss made me believe, for a second, that he had a chance to escape.

However, at that moment I felt a sharp blow to the side of my head, so strong that it made me hear a deafening whistle and instantly blurred my vision.

And then, along with every one of my senses, darkness enveloped that fleeting glimmer of hope.

My eyelids began to open little