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As you stumbled through the dark alley, your heart pounding with fear, you couldn't help but feel like you were being watched. Suddenly, you felt a sharp pain in your arm and realized that you had accidentally bumped into a broken bottle. Panic set in as you realized that you had cut yourself and the blood was pouring out. You tried to calm yourself down, but the adrenaline was pumping through your veins. You knew you needed help, but you were too scared to call for it. You tried to stem the flow of blood with your shirt, but it was no use. You felt dizzy and weak, and you knew that you couldn't stay there any longer. You had to find help, no matter what. You forced yourself to move, stumbling through the alley until you reached the street. You saw a car passing by and managed to flag it down. The driver looked at you with concern and asked what had happened. You tried to explain, but the words wouldn't come out. You could feel your heart racing and your breath coming in short gasps. The driver called for an ambulance and stayed with you until it arrived