Nostra Mors

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I will not say much here, you've been warned in the description. Have fun? This is a really quick introduction, so you can see how certain things will be.
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Running, I could do nothing but it, run and don't stop. It matters not if you're about to collapse, if you are heaving, gasping for breath, yearning for sweet oxygen, keep running. They were fast, not a moment could be wasted, a millisecond wasted and they could be there. I can feel them, I can sense them, nipping at my heels, breathing down my neck. They are mocking me, daring me to stop, they could catch me, but the fun is in the chase, and I refuse to let them win.

Then just as I was about to fail, they were gone. I collapsed onto the floor, not paying attention to the harsh impact. This was always what they did, to them, it was all a game. They would make me run, and when I was done for, when I thought it was over, they left. I know one day they won't leave, but until that day, I will fight. Because when they really want me, they will get me.

I managed to pull myself into a sitting position, while gasping for breath, I doubt I had enough energy to stand. White hot, searing, yet familiar pain, raced through my entire body. Fighting the urge to merely fall unconscious, I pulled myself to the nearby bench, laying on it.

Glancing around, I saw I was truly alone. The path was lined with trees, the only light coming from the lamps. I didn't know where I was, who knows how far I've run? Sighing I decided to stay sitting for a while. Nobody would notice I was missing anyway.

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Okay, like I said, very short. It's just to test the waters. I'm not to sure about this, but I will see with reviews I guess.

Stay alive,
Yours truly,
A (actually my first name begins with A)