In a panic, Alexa ran through the dimly lit hallway, straining to hear the menacing footsteps behind her. Desperation filled her as she gasped for breath, constantly checking over her shoulder for any sign of the pursuing men. In her anxious state, she collided with someone unexpectedly.
"Help me! Help me! Someone was chasing me! Please mister," she pleaded with the stranger, unable to see his face clearly in the dim light due to his taller stature. Feeling a firm grip on her waist, she sensed safety in the stranger's arms. He swiftly lifted her off the ground, carrying her to safety.
They walked through the dim hallway and entered a dimly lit room. Alexa, still trembling, couldn't control her anxiety. She was biting her lips, her face finding solace on the man's broad chest. Sinister smiles played on the bad guys' lips in her mind, clouding her thoughts.