chapter five

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5

Phil pulled out his headphones forcefully as a sharp scream filled his ears.

"Scream one more fucking time bitch and I swear to god I'll slit your god damn throat."

Phil's heart beat rumbled against his chest, his mouth went dry as he saw a girl pushed against a wall. A hooded figure leaning over her.

Phil wanted to do something. He wanted to swoop in, pushing the hooded figure off; be a hero. He could do nothing. He couldn't even breath.

"S-stop! Please, let me go. Take my money please! Anything! Just let me go."

Phil watches as a sharp reflective object is pulled out of the figure's pocket. A knife.

All he see's is blood and a silhouette pushing past him.

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