Summary: Scared out of my mind, I run to the car.
Abject terror overtakes all reason. He's been one step ahead of me this entire time. The power's cut, and my phone's been stolen. My neighbors are too far away. I dropped the one makeshift weapon I had, a meat cleaver, after hearing him smash through the back door. I hope he's inside the house, searching for me. In my panicked flight, I find solace I at least reached the car.
I am too terrified to notice the car's doors are unlocked. I sit in the driver's seat, and I pause to take a breath. I feel his hands close around my neck from behind.