Skin Shifter

Ryan scanned the bushes. His blue eyes widened as he searched for any sign of it. But there was nothing. No movement, no sounds. Simply nothing. Ryan stood, trying to control his erratic breaths. What would he do now? How could he just simply go home and live after all that had happened during the past couple of days.

Shaking his head, he turned around and decided he would climb that mountain when he came to it. What he needed to do now was find a way out of this hell. Ryan began to walk forward, before something dripped down onto his shoe. The scarlet liquid splattered quietly and ran down the toe of his torn shoes. Horrified, he watched it join the small puddle that he had unwittingly stepped into as he turned to leave. Reluctantly looking up, he met those blank eyes that he had grown to hate. A wicked smile formed on the colorless face. Only now, blood ran across it, dripping down and splattering to the ground.

"You can't escape..."