Run. Run. That was the only thing going through my mind at the time, just run. I was far away now, but I could still hear them. The voices. Their coming to get me, I have nowhere to run. They knew where I would go, they knew I was scared. They could smell the fear inside me. Still I ran, I ran as I continued to hear them. To hear the screams and the pain. It was terrifying. I got to an abandoned house. It was big that was for sure. I still heard them, screaming, pleading, crying, and dying.
