Chapter 32
Elizabeth’s dreams were more disjointed than ever. At first it was just time spent with her family, but then she was separated, hunted. There was no where she was safe, somehow knowing that her pursuers could run faster, climb faster and further, see her from the sky or the ground, and smell her no matter where she hid. She heard Michael scream. He had been there running with her? They must have captured him… but they weren’t after Michael, they were after her. That stopped her in her tracks. She had no idea where she was. Everywhere and nowhere at the same time, it seemed. She turned around with purpose, having no idea what she was going to do other than fight until there was no fight left in her. Crunch. Her fist landed against something that crumbled underneath her blow and made a lot
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