I continued to run with my lungs burning, and my heart pounding against my ribs. The cold night air cut like knives against my skin as the tunnel stretched for what felt like an eternity, darkness closing in around me, the distant sounds of pursuit growing louder.
Shortly after, I came across a sliver of open sky beyond the tunnel’s mouth, looking like the end of the tunnel.
At that, freedom screamed in my mind, I pushed harder, my legs screaming in protest as I surged forward, almost there.
However, just as I arrived at that opening, something draped over me, heavy and coarse, wrapping around my shoulders and slamming me to the ground with bone-rattling force.
A searing burn ignited across my skin, like fire and ice scraping through my flesh, as if razor-sharp blades were embedded in
