Everything around me is dark, all I can feel is the passing wind and the branches snapping around me, cutting into my skin.
I can feel my heart beating like hell, my lungs burning from lack of oxygen, every bit of my body crying and begging me to stop and wait for a bit, but I still pushed myself to keep running, not listening to anything as I moved away and away with each passing painful second.
I ran with every bit of strength I could muster, my body covered in blood and splinters and I'm sure my feet are no better.
I kept running for what felt like an entity, without any end or destination to reach, All that kept repeating in my mind was to escape.
But, why and what am I running from? It's a mystery for me and I can't afford to wait and think about it now.
Just as I thought I could
