Savannah
My heart pounded as my legs continued to move. Fog came out of my mouth as I panted for breath. I scanned the place before me, but I could see nothing but tall trees, vines, and freaking snow! s**t. I don't know the geography of this forest! She is beautiful, but I have nowhere to hide! If I stupidly hide behind a tree, it will only take him three seconds to find me.
And so, I kept on running until I saw a small house in the middle of the tall branches—wait, no. It wasn't a house. It's a shed made of wood. It looked so simple with a small French window and a wooden door.
I don't know who owns it, probably the previous owners of this property, or Silas built it himself. Either way, I don't freaking care. I just need to hide inside and lock myself in.
Would that be a stupid move
