I was running...Im almost out of breathe. I can't stop it's after me. I keep running, pushing through the thick sticks and branches as they cut my arm open. Cut after cut the pain becomes unbearable, I'm running. I keep running. I can't stop. I come to a cliff. Below me is nothing but fog. I look behind me. There is is. I cant. No. No. No!!!!
Everything went black.
