Here is a passage of something I have written.
The woman continued her flight. She dodged running through a park by using nearby houses to obscure her chaser’s vision and then changing directions. The pursuer, was slowly, meter by meter, closing in on her.
*tatata*
They got closer and closer until, while on a highway, her pursuer caught her. They grabbed her arm, while her face contorted in a mix of surprise and fear. She pulled and twisted her arm as she struggled to break away from the pursuer's grasp. She tried to kick them and run away, yet she couldn’t get away. Her hopes met with stiff resistance. The purser sneered.
"Finally, no mo———
*Hoooooonk*"
A horn sounded as two large headlights quickly crested a hill 10 meters away from the woman and her captor. The two didn’t even manage to turn around before a semi-truck hit the two while the owner frantically slammed the breaks while trying to swerve.
*CracleSnapPoof*