Author's pov :
The deserted road stretched like a black serpent, shrouded in an inky darkness that seemed to swallow all light. The new moon night cast an eerie shadow, making the silence feel oppressive. Clock ticking 2:30 a.m indicating evil hour. Suddenly, a figure emerged from the darkness, running with desperate urgency.
The man's clothes hung in tatters, his shirt ripped and stained with dirt and sweat. His pants were torn at the knees, exposing scraped and bloodied skin. His face was contorted in a mix of fear and determination, eyes wide with a primal instinct to survive.
Blood oozed from gashes on his forehead, cheek, and arm, His breathing was ragged, punctuated by gasps and snarls as he struggled to maintain his pace.
Every step echoed through the stillness, a rhythmic reminder that he was being hunted. The man's gaze darted over his shoulder, to check behind.
His feet pounded with a freezed energy. Sweat dripped from his brow, mixing with the blood and grime on his face. His eyes burned with a fierce resolve: to escape, to live, to outrun the terror closing in.
"YOU BETTER KEEP RUNNING IF YOU WANT TO SURVIVE"
A voice roared from behind, making him shivered even more out of fear.
His breathing was getting heavier with the passing of time.
"Aaaahhhhhh..."
A shriek left from his mouth when a bullet pierced through his back like someone have shot him from behind.
On stumbling upon a stone, his body hit the ground with gasp.
Within a seconds, black coloured dressed men surrounded him.
Then, a shadow seemed to be emerging from the darkness.
"Hope you're enjoying"
A voice came along with a evilous laugh.
"Plle--aa--zz leav... aaahhh" just he was about to say something.
A bullet hit his another thigh, with a thud he again hit the ground.
"You have 10 seconds"
"RUN!!"
Upon getting a chance, he stood up with very difficulty and started to run. Although he knew, there's not much time left.
"1"
A Sinister laugh roared.
"2"
"RUN!! FASTT"
"3... "
"4"
.............
"9"
Then the same shadow followed him through the forest, he was running. With ragged breaths, he stopped and turned towards the shadow and surrendered.
"10"
With the last number being counted, a gunshot was heard.
"YOU'RE THE ONLY QUEEN IN DARK WORLD"
His last words before hitting the ground with a smile.
"Opps! You should've realised it earlier."
"Clean this mess"
"In 2 mins... HURRY UPP"
The voice roared making the men shivered. They did their work. And left.
On the other side :
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My Pretty Distraction
RomanceTo the ones who loved first, and the ones who loved harder. May the embers of true love remain, even when the flames of circumstance try to tear you apart. ~~✧~~ HE FELL FIRST, SHE FELL HARDER! SEPARATED BY CIRCUMST...
