Sorry not sorry

Even though it would make me look like a dick, and a coward, I decided to run out of that alleyway as fast as I can. I can hear her cries fade as I got further and further. Before I knew it, I was huffing and puffing onto an empty store door, unable to hear anything else other than my breath.

I decided to keep going. At some point I was hungry, but there was some food that seemed uncontaminated. Luckily, it wasn’t a trap and I get to enjoy my free meal. Journeying further through the city, I heard a booming voice from somewhere. “Come out, come out wherever you are!” I knew that was definitely one of the perverts hunting me and other prey. I started to run and try to find a place to hide. I can’t run away forever, or I might get tired. Where should I hide?