Foreshadowing

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I'm running but I don't know where to ,where from or who from.

All I know is someone is chasing me .

I can't teleport because that means I would have to stand still, and it will get me.

I look down , there's blood all over my hands and a searing pain in my left ankle but I keep running.

How, I don't know.

Maybe it is the adrenaline coursing through my veins or my primal instinct to survive ,but it doesn't matter because the only thing I need to be focused on is escaping.

I'm slowing down and the footsteps are getting closer and then it came, a voice that stung like a thousand wasps "

I have found you, Hecate"


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