You can't run, and you can't hide

Gracie paced quickly through the woods. Suddenly, she heard laughing... Children's laughter closed in around her. Driving her mad by the seconds passing by. She screamed, but no one came. The laughter stopped, followed by crazed laughter. "Are you ready to die, Gracie?" A voice echoed through the woods. Gracie felt the tears race down her cheeks. "Why are you doing this?" She wanted to call out, but she was dragged into the woods by cold, wet hands. Once again, malicious laughter filled her head as she was dragged into the woods.