The woods were closing in on her. The trees were tall and wet from the rain, their leaves dripping.
Her bare feet hit the cold, muddy ground as she ran.
Branches kept scratching her arms and legs, like they were trying to stop her.
She didn’t dare look behind.
But she could feel him, his angry breath in the too close pushing her to run faster.
Her lungs burned. Her heart slammed against her chest.
She tried to scream, but she couldn’t move her mouth. Her voice had vanished.
The man chased after her the more she tried to escape him.
She felt something welt on her skirt.
Blood.
She didn’t know where it came from. Red spilled down her body like she was leaking from the inside.
She slipped, slammed into the ground. Her cheek hit a stone.
She screamed, but it was too late, he wa
