I dig my toes into the ground. It would be easier with sneakers. Unfortunately, I had to leave them behind. My toes start to give way pushing me forward. As my breathing quickens. My hands turn clammy as I turn them into fists. A drop of what I can only assume is sweat falls down my forehead, nose, and chin. My bare chest heaves.
I'm practically panting as I look to my death. My death that never happens.
I silently thank my toes. I was ankle-deep into the soil. The earthy substance moves under my toenails.
I'm standing at the edge of a cliff. One tiptoe forward and I would fall to my death. A quite painful death I presume just looking at all the jagged rocks below. I lift my feet from their makeshift compartments and slowly back away.
My breath goes back to normal with each step I take. Something grazes my rear. I halt not knowing what to expect when I turn around.
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ActionCOMPLETED She's trying to get out. She can only go forward. She knows she's being followed. As she seeks shelter she encounters a major setback. One that could cost her her life. #219 forest 8/23/19 #219 run 8/23/19
