The harsh footsteps continuing to dog her every increase in speed put Natasha's nerves on edge. The ever present whisper on the wind of an almost distinguishable word made her jumpy, she could feel as if whatever was being said was being directed at her. Finally the engulfing shadows did it for her, now that seemed unnatural. The light that should have been that almost polluting orange from the street lights softened to the point of nil past a specific point that was getting closer and closer. Natasha took off like a greyhound and covered the remaining forty odd meters to the alley in time that would make an olympic sprinter feel threatened by the short woman. The combination of rising adrenaline, expensive shoes and great grip even on the paving slabs was what made her move like a bottle rocket, though she stopped at the entrance to the alley to turn and look back the way she had just so quickly come. She had to squint to try and see through the darkness but she could just about make out the silhouette of a woman back down the street. She had not seen anyone else on the road that was growing creepier by the second, so she stared for the moment. The advancing wall of darkness didn't spook her, the icy laugh however made her jump like a flinching child. That's it, that was enough crazy for today....Natasha decided to get the hell out of there.<br/><br/>She darted into the alley and after several firm strides leapt and grabbed the railing for the first floor fire escape level, pulling herself up. She had always believed that even on the smooth metal poles and guards like this that the grip she managed to get was from the overpriced climbing gloves, more likely it was down to her pumping heart and guardian abilities she had no idea she was using. Swiftly she pulled herself up and perched on the rail, springing up like a frog to grab the second. It was not a preferred method of ascend on these metal constructs but it was simple and safe. Then again she thought of the foot steps, the darkness and the laugh and decided to go for the 'get the fuck up fast right this god damn second' approach. Her hands now gripped the vertically aligned  supports to the railings she had been using previously, scaling them like a chimpanzee going for that high banana. Hand over hand she pulled herself up with not one slip and only a steadying foot on the rail below, reaching the roof on top of the fifth floor all of fifteen seconds since she first grabbed the bottom rail. Leaning against the low wall that encompassed the roof she looked down, curiosity getting the better of her to see if whatever was following her could infact follow her up here, her chest heaving softly as she panted.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>