Running I had the chance to pick up the mop and saw when our gaps met, I tried to batter him with it. He’s strong. With just one hand, he grabbed the mop and threw it somewhere.

My eyes widened. I know that fear is now evident in my eyes. I guess I’m too busy to think about survival, so I tried to shrug my fear off and continue fighting him.

I ran into the open space and my adrenaline kicked in a lot of ways. I threw everything that I saw at him, but he just effortlessly nudged those things ...