I've switched off the phone before falling asleep.
When I switch it back on, I've got 72 missed calls. Among them, it's my mother. I call her back, and she answers me with trembling voice: 'they are looking for you, where are you?". "I've always been here, mama. Nobody turned up to my door, yet". While I was saying so to my mother, somebody knocking the door: "Police, open!".
Allright, I need to escape. I go to the bathroom, where there is a window that gives to the fire escape stairs. Jump down, cross the street and get swallowed by the crowd.
I will have to defend myself, but nobody was with me. I need an alibi.. but.. they are after me.. oh no.. police is stopping random people in front of me. They are pointing at me.. I need to run.. oh no.. 'STOP', it's the last sound I've heard while running, then a cold sensation in my back.. I try to run, but my strenght is fading out.. my knees are folding.. can't run, can't stand up.. I need to.. I need to fall on my knees, I need to lay on the floor, I need to die.