Erika was running through the streets of Venice at night. She was looking at the black waterways, like expecting to see something to pop up. She moved her legs as fast as she could, they were starting to hurt, but she couldn't stop.
The wide-open eyes, dilated pupils, heart beating faster than a train... She was running from something, and that something was behind her howling a cry that turned into a wicked laugh. Then there was a splash.
That sound worried the Italian girl, the monster that was chasing her was clearly in the water and she had to live in the place with most water between the streets.
She tripped and fell hard on the floor, her flashlight rolled from her hands. The girl was getting herself up when she felt a sting then a tug on her left ankle. Her heart stopped as she looked at her leg, wrapped by something wet she couldn't identify because of the dark atmosphere. She couldn't see where it ended, because it was already on the water, pulling her.
Erika struggled to free