Prologue
I threw myself through the forest, trying to escape my followers. I knew it was matter of life or death, and I sure as hell wanted to live. I pushed past trees, branches scratching my face, leaving blood to trail down my face. My feet flew so fast, I could barely understand which direction was where. My adrenaline was kicking in, and I flew through the forest, trying my best to dodge unturned plants, roots jutting out of the ground, and the occasional stream. My forehead glistened with sweat as I pushed myself harder than I ever had before.
I could hear the heavy footsteps thundering after me. I had to get away. I couldn’t die yet. The flashlight beams skittered around the forest, trying to locate me. But I was bound on not being spotted. I wasn’t done my task. It needed to be completed. I tripped over a tree root, but jumped back up and kept sprinting. My chest heaved, and my lungs ached for air. But I had to keep going. I heard yells behind me, and more adrenaline shot through my veins, as my spped accelerated once more. I knew I could make it. I had to.
“Hey, there she is, boys!” I heard a male voice call. The response of seemingly endless voices answered, ringing through the forest.
I let out a strangled cry and tried to push myself harder, but my body was finally giving out. I wiped the blood and sweat out of my eyes, which was now being mixed by tears.
“Get her!!” I heard the voices behind me scream.
I started letting the tears flow freely as I tried to keep running, having no sense of direction. I knew that my life would be ended soon enough. But I wasn’t ready for death. Not yet. A warning gunshot fired, and I yelped and tried to speed up, but the exhaustion of running for hours had finally broken me. Another gunshot, then another. They shot them into the tress, only trying to scare me. And I was definitely afraid.
“Come on, boys, let’s finish her off!” one of the voices shrieked, making me cry harder, trying to hold back the sobs catching in my throat. I couldn’t die yet!
Another, gunshot rang out across the forest, and I waiting for the impact. I squeezed my eyes shut and kept running. But nothing happened. And then I tripped over the smallest of roots, just big enough to be noticeable. I hit the ground hard, and a shooting pain spread up my arm. I held back a scream, I needed to hold it back. I struggled to my knees, my whole body burning. Then I felt the metal tip of a boot smack my back so hard I fell to the ground. I curled up in a ball, letting my choked sobs ring out.
“I-I-I’m sorry-y-y,” I started, stuttering through my words. “P-p-p-please-e, j-just don’t-t kill me-e.”
The men laughed, and one of them shoved a gun into the back of my head. The cold metal of the gun pierced through my skin, goose bumps rising on my arms, and the hairs on the back of my neck stood up.
“Not this time, pretty girl. We’ve let you escape one time too many. But you had a good run,” one of the males’ nasty voices soothed.
Someone placed their foot in the centre of my back, to prevent me from getting up. But all my energy was gone. I was done.
“No last words, girl?” another man asked, trying to hold back his creepy giggles.
I closed my eyes and tried to relax. This was the last moment of my life. But I was going to die relaxed. I promised myself that. I tried to take deep breaths but my breathing hitched and my heart raced.
“Well, adios, send me a postcard from hell,” the man with the gun pressed into my head said, and i sensed his finger hover over the trigger.
And then the gunshot rang out.
And everything went dark.
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