Among the panicked crowd, Elizabeth finds herself running, for she has no clue who is chasing her. That was until she looks death right in those unforgiving eyes. "ʀᴜɴ ᴍᴏᴛʜᴇʀғᴜᴄᴋᴇʀ, ʀᴜɴ ᴀɴᴅ ʜɪᴅᴇ, ɴᴏᴛʜɪɴɢ ʏᴏᴜ ᴄᴀɴ ᴅᴏ ᴛᴏ sᴀᴠᴇ ʏᴏᴜʀ ʟɪғᴇ!" Based off of a dream. I do not own the rights to the pictures used in the story.