Saturday Centus week 19

I'm participating in Jenny Matlock's  Saturday Centus, where she gives a weekly themed prompt, and you can use UP to 100 words (not including the prompt) to tell your story. It can be fact or fiction. The only restrictions are: The prompt must be left intact AND you cannot split up the words in the prompt.

I understand that this prompt represents 9/11.  I just don't feel creative when writing about that day, just sad - and my words can't truly convey my feelings.  So, I wrote something else - something different.  Not about 9/11.

I have the prompt in bold.

I stood frozen in front of the flickering images on my TV monitor. The security camera mounted carefully outside the door was a housewarming gift from my father, who worried about my safety in this city known for its crime.

It was so dark, and the noisy static made their pale reflections dance on the paper thin walls of my apartment. I could see them approaching my door, hear their hurried whispers. I could feel the tension in the way they moved, glancing anxiously around the narrow hallway.

I fumbled for my cell, and backed into the shadows of an armoire, eyes glued to the screen.

There was no place to hide.