Dead by Daylight

Prologue

"(Name), (Name), come out, come out wherever you are!"
You could hear the cruel calling of your name, it was sickening coming from his lips. Four years you'd dealt with his bullshit, four years you'd suffered his abuse. Not anymore. You couldn't take it anymore. The fighting, the shouting, the punches thrown, and the brusises covered. You just couldn't.
So you ran. You ran out the backdoor and into those woods and after you he followed. He followed you all the way out to the part of the woods where the trees grew closer together, where sound travelled slower, where birds stopped singing. Yet still he crooned.
"All is fogiven, Baby! Come on, you know you want to come home to me! I'm your husband!"
You shut your eyes tight and sunk down behind a thick patch of trees. You couldn't take it anymore. You'd put up with it for so long and you couldn't. You wouldn't. You deserved so much better than him. You had worked so hard to try maintaining a relationship that had shattered long ago. You were done playing his games. So why were you cowering?
"Come on, toots, I'm getting real tired of your shit!" he shouted again into the vast woods. You heard the sound echo around you.
"Ah, there you are you little bitch!" he shouted, looking down as he made a grab for your shoulder.
You screamed, shot up, and bolted. You wouldn't go back, you couldn't. Death was far better than a life with him. You kept barreling forwards, no care for where you were or if he still followed behind.
You had been running for hours, or so it seemed, when you began to slow. It was dark and the moon was the only thing guiding you now. Yet you carried through the woods, you had to get farther. So you picked up the pace and began to run again, not from him, but to clear your mind. To rid it of him completely. You remember taking your wedding ring off of your finger and throwing it as far as you could behind you.
No more rings. No more empty promises. No more was he. Just you and these woods. That made you laugh, you laughed for the first time in a while.
You began to run once more and you felt free. No attachments. No fears. No more tears. All of these revolutionary and uplifting feelings reached a climax, but every climax has it's end end.
Mere moments ago you had been flying, now you were falling once more. Like Icarus, you had flown to close to the Sun, and like Icarus, you crashed into the sea.
The pain wasnt apparent when you first hit the ground, but as you lie there it hits you like a tidal wave. The scratches on you exposed skin stung, your ankle begged for mercy in its twisted state, and your head pleaded for relief as it throbbed and bled.
As fast and sudden as the pain came, it ended. Your vision slowly faded to black and the void held you in it's clutches for the first time. It was a delicate hold, as if it meant to be gentle, yet it burned like hellfire and in a way, it was. It burned into your soul and marked it with the stench of fresh meat and hope. A mark that would slowly fade away in a world where time ceased to exist and deformed creatures that only a nightmare could create would lurk.
Watchful eyes peering through the darkness, a sinister glow marking their path, cruel weapons, once so normal, now moritfying. Blood curdling screams would chase the night while menacing hooks dangled above your heads. And all the while two ominous, tall, metal doors keeping you locked within.