There is no one on the street, it's all quiet, but it's the calm before the storm. Why? Because these men are never seen, never heard, and they move through the night undetected, always. She knows this... They have soon caught up and time will stop. Maybe she regrets it, maybe she was wrong. No chance to take it back, no chance to make it right. Only running, running, and panting, and never ever stop.