Diana's POV
Something was coming after me and I just kept running. But no matter how hard I tried, I just couldn't outrun whoever was chasing me. They were only about two and half inches away from me before I lost my footing and began to roll down the hill in the woods. I knew these woods, but I just couldn't place where I knew it from.
I rolled, looking for anchorage. Finally, I found one! Good grief!! Until I realized where it was hanging from... I happened to be rolling down a hill but rolling into a cliff, and the shaky branch was just at the edge of the cliff. And with every second, it threatened to break.
I took in huge gulps of air, my breath shaky. From head to toe, I was covered in sweat and bruises. The skirt I wore was torn, the difference between it and a rag at a bare minim
