The End

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Sleet sliced through the air as she ran through the woods, her heavy breaths barely heard over the crunching ice beneath her feet. She ran as fast as she could she needed to escape she HAD to. She looked behind her, he wasn't there anymore she needed to keep running. The ground, it's getting too steep, she slipped tumbling down the sloped terrain. She can't get up, she extended her arm crying out for help, she can't die here. The final thought going through her head was 'I don't want to die' as her eyes fluttered shut.

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