Tessa’s POV
When I looked back over my shoulder at the motorcycle, I saw that there were several more following me.
My first thought was to run, but I knew they would be able to catch me quickly on their bikes. It would be pointless and would probably make things a lot worse. Not that screaming would be any better, but then maybe I could get someone’s attention.
I looked around the dark streets, trying not to be too obvious. This was the section of the city that not only had fewer pedestrians but also no working street cameras. This was the perfect spot for all sorts of crimes, including those animal attacks that have been all over the news recently.
I shuddered at the very thought, remembering the images that have been spreading all over the internet.
Maybe they weren’t animal attack
