The silencer

Her feets trashing over the wooden ends of trees, crashing beetwen her breaths, taking her last dips of strength to keep up her body touched to the ground, not dealing to look back at that someone, that thing, that... creature. Racing mess, her mind waring off every few seconds as her feet cracked under the rocks she slipped at many times through the run, her body shaken off, not really knowing what's happening. The andrealine pulsing in her body as quickly as possible, heart beating so fastly not a soul could catch up with it, and her vision limiting to a fog in front of her. Foggy forests under the falling of the evening are definitely the worst, and unfortunately, the best.. for him. Cold whispers against her heated skin, whispering cruel things, the shadows staring at her, the sky turning down from her, everything so painfully detailed yet covered in blurred image. After minutes what felt like days of running she catched her breath and snucked behind a tree, catching her sweater in her hands close to her and breathing with such hardness it was impossible to watch, as she finally bring herself up to watch up behind her, never look back.