"Who are you ?! Let me go!" snapped Marsha, who was dragged away by the young man she didn't know.
The young man did not answer but still grabbed Marsha's hand and dragged her into following his steps.
"Let me go! If you do not want to let go, then I will scream," said Marsha trying to dare herself to fight the young man who had been ignoring her.
There were not many changes, and the young man still dragged Marsha to follow his steps. Occasionally the young man looked sharp-looking around him or watching if someone was following him.
"Are you deaf? Can't you let me go? It hurts !!" shrieked Marsha in rebellion.
Seeing that there was a small door opening in an alley, the young man immediately pushed Marsha into there.
Suddenly Marsha's eyes were rounded.
The rustle of her blood vessels was felt in her body.
