Footsteps echo behind in the alley. Fast, quickening footsteps. Salim quickens his pace to a run and the footsteps follow. Faster and faster, in and out of the lanes and backstreets, dodging past indifferent people going on wiht their daily lives.
The footsteps in Salim'd head followed him as he ran without looking back. They also seemed to follow his movements, he couldn't shake him off. Salim was exhausted.
Dodging behind a building, Salim sat, and watched as the pursuer ran on.