I was running. I could feel their cold, dark fingers clawing at my back. I ran faster. I rounded the corner, my feet struggling to find purchase on the gravelly ground. When I saw what was around the corner I stopped. In front of me I could see a large wall. There is always a wall. I turned and saw them approaching. A scream caught in my throat as I backed into the corner, with no escape route. I could hear them now, a loud dark rustling sound. And then out of the darkness I heard a scream. "Tony!" I sat panting in my sad excuse of a bed. I was drenched in sweat and shaking. I looked around at my familiar surroundings. Well, it's not too familiar considering we had to change again last week. Everything was fine in the little hidden alley. I could barely make out the sleeping form on Neil, a few feet away, in the hazy twilight. I lay down, my heart still pounding in my chest, and wondered about my dream. It was the same every night, running through alleys with no crowds to hide in, with my masked pursuers in the dark. It always ends with that brick wall. I can never escape. "That dream again huh, Tony." Neil whispered. I breathed a sigh of relief. It was always nice to have someone to talk to, especially Neil. Neil was such a leader that when you were around him, it seemed like you didn't have to worry about anything. I could always count on him. I answered the question with a double thumbs up and felt him return to a comfortable position. The next thing she knew she heard the sound of his deep, heavy breathing as she quickly fell back asleep. But I couldn't go back to sleep. Not with the dark faces still etched in my mind. After sitting for a while listening to the world around me, I got up to do my daily rounds. It was… half way… two miles away but with frequent rest breaks we made it. We finally arrived at the front stairs of the building. Neil paused for a moment before climbing the concrete steps. "It was great meeting you, Tony." Neil said, his voice cracking, “You know, I always thought of you as my brother.” He started hugging me, tightly. My leg hurt but I didn't care. I hugged him back as hard as I could. “We'll see each other again,” I said, even though I knew it was probably a lie. We climbed those gray and gloomy steps and, at the top, I saw the same woman who approached me in the market. Her face was creased with worry as I limped towards her. He called some nurses and they immediately ushered me in, all talking nonsense about casts and splints and infections. I just heard about it. I was too busy watching Neil, through the doorframe, already disappearing into the shadows.