Run into the alley

You decide to make a break for it and make a turn, entering the dark alleyway. The noise from the van's engine comes to a halt nearly immediately, arising any suspicion you previous had. As you run into this passage, the strain begins to take it's toll on your small feet. Those sandals obviously weren't made for running. You heart pounding in your chest, you decide you catch your breath.

Your eyes catch the glimpse of the fence in front you. You suppose you could try to climb it. Hands grabbing the wires, you barely reach halfway before being pulled down by the waistband of your pants, a hand muffling your scream as an arm holds you tightly around your hip.