"Find her you idiots!"I hear them scream as I'm curled up against the cold gravestone. I'm panting hard, I can barely breathe. I peak out from my hiding spot. The men have scattered, so I run out of the graveyard to the forest. I run several miles and get to my cottage, marking the edge of the forest. I close the door behind be and sit down against it. I sigh deeply, examining my mud covered dress.
They knew, and there was nothing I could do except hide. I couldn't die. Not like this.
