Ruby

so, you were being chased down the street by a professional killer and it was already a miracle that you were still alive, but your right arm was almost detached, hanging to your body by a thread of flesh and your left arm was twisted at an awkward angle but you were still running from that killer until you could run no longer and you slammed face-first into a street lamp and couldn't get up in time. Before you could think thoroughly, you felt a cold, bone-chilling cold hand grab your hoodie and dragging you into a nearby alleyway as cold terror gripped your heart~ you have been caught, and there was no escape a second time.