I ran through the woods, never stopping to look back. He was always nearby, no matter how far I was. Maybe I could outrun him. Maybe, for once in my pathetic life, I could outrun the one who ruined my entire life, and in counting. That's what I thought only in that moment.
Next thing I know, I'm being held up by my neck, away from the ground. I couldn't escape him if I tried. I could feel my lungs trying to fight for air, but only to fail harder with each second. I felt movement as soon as I started to leave consciousness.
I woke up trapped in the basement. There were pools of water, which looked more shallow than they were. If I were to step in one, I'd be gone. That's exactly what he wanted. I thought to myself, how do I get out of here? How do I escape him? Will there ever be and escape to this hell?
There never was.
