Alice's heart was pounding with a mixture of adrenaline and panic as she sprinted after the person who had snatched her phone. She had always been fast for girl and felt confident in her ability to catch up .
As she closed in on the thief, she could see it was a middle-aged man, a complete stranger. The stolen phone was clutched in his hand.
With all her strength, Alice lunged forward, her fingers grazing the edge of his clothing as she tried to reclaim her phone.
The thief, realizing he was about to be caught, swerved sharply, making a last-ditch effort to escape.
Suddenly, the thief made a sharp turn into a narrow alley, hoping to lose Alice in its winding passages.
She hesitated for a moment, her heart pounding, as she considered her options. The narrow alley was small, with a maze of crates and trash cans lining the sides.
"What should I do?" she asked herself.
