The Chase

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The moon shines down on the figure dressed in black. The chainsaw in his hands gleams in the eerie light coming from the moon in the dark sky above. He advances towards me, I take off running. I can hear the chainsaw come to life and draw closer. My feet pound on the forest floor, my breath coming in short ragged gasps. His footsteps draw closer as I slow, for I am growing tired. I run farther, deeper into the unknown of the woods that surrounds me. One thought invades my mind, I have to escape I have to get out of here, I have to keep running if I want to live. As I continue to run my legs feel as though they are on fire, my lungs are slowly running out of oxygen even with the big gulps that I'm taking. I hear his heavy footsteps coming closer, the whir of the chainsaw rings in my ears, the moon shines brightly overhead casting long creepy shadows along the dark, damp forest floor. I see a road up ahead, people, finally now someone can save me. I step out into the road just in time to see bright headlights shine on me.

TO BE CONTINUED.............. --------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------

So welcome, I know that this was a terribly short chapter but this is only the beginning. I hope you enjoyed this semi creepy story, I know it wasn't that creepy but there will be much more to come so don't worry!

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