EverymanHYBRID Imagines 2

Hunting: Jeff

"Come on, we've gotta keep going," Jeff hisses, clutching my hand so tight it hurts. We have to get out of here, go back to the house. Lock the doors. He can't get in then."

Suddenly, I feel like the very air shifts around us. Then, Habit appears. He smiles at us, then throws a knife at Jeff, who narrowly dodges it. I pick up the knife and run, and Jeff follows close behind me, never faltering or anything, but he keeps even pace.

After a minute or so, we can see the house.

"Run, rabbits! Run!" yells Habit.

"Ignore him, come on!" I say, taking Jeff's hand in my free one. We race to the house.

"You can run and hide, but I will always hunt you down and find you," Habit says quietly, his voice all around us as we shut the door and lock it.

"Oh my God," Jeff gasps as we stand there, shaking from nerves and the cold. "We actually escaped."

"No, we didn't," I say. "We didn't just play Temple Run with Habit. He was  -  is  -  hunting us."

Jeff hugs me. "Come on, we gotta get supplies before he teleports us somewhere else."

"Agreed."