The cold now on my bare feet, trying to melt beneath me. My lungs trying to get air as I run, my breath trying to steady. I end up hitting the tree branches on my way to safety, looking behind me every so often; it was still coming after me. One wrong step and I fell, hearing my own heart race as the monster screeched. How did this happen?
"Everything Happens For A Reason: The Reason May Be Something That You Already Know, Or It Will Come Soon" ~ Me.