The loss of blood was starting to make me feel woozy.
As quietly as I could, I spit some out and listened closely. No footsteps.
That meant I had either outran him, or he was somewhere else, lying in wait.
The quickly fading light made it hard to see. After all this was all just a game for him.
His Brutality made him crave more every time.
"There'll be no escape, we both know that" face laughed sadistically at me
I looked at crack of mirror all of the sudden, staring at the face I could no longer recognize.
Myself.
YOU ARE READING
MTWBWY
Short StoryFor the competition @Harrypotterfreak7, Which involves creativity, spelling, grammar. Honestly crossing my fingers I hope I don't have that many mistakes.
