Where's This Going?

But it was too late. The man had already caught up with her and was like five meters behind. She thought that maybe, just maybe, she could possibly outrun him. It was not as bad as it seemed because the other guy didn’t leave the woman that they had been torturing. But damn that boy was faster than anybody, like he had some kind of superpowers which you only witness in movies. She turned quickly towards the man but kept running and he was completely gone. “Where did he go?” She couldn’t see him at all as she looked around but when she turned to move on and get out the building, he was standing right in front of her. He stood like two centimeters from her face and she just stood there. She was completely frozen for a couple of seconds but quickly she tried to pull the trigger of her gun but it was no point. The man held her hands so hard it was hurting her wrists and her hands started to change color. He took a good grip in her hair and started to drag her through the corridor. The floor was full of gravel and broken glass, blood marks was leaving her behind.