Sweet Dreams

Sweet Dreams

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Mystery
Adrian was running again. From both sides of the path he could feel the heat of the burning rock, and with each step he could see that he was just out of tech of the hands that tried to grab his feet. If he slowed down or lost his footing then they would have him. Fear gripped his heart with every footfall as he dared no to look behind him in order to see what was coming. Then it happened. Adrian tripped and fell. He screamed as unseen hands clamped around his legs and began to pull him down, as he looked up through a blurred vision caused by heat and sweat he could just make out someone walking towards him, and with one final scream, Adrian woke up.
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My hand slaps against my mouth as I try to shut myself up. Don't make too much noise...or he'll hear you. A vehicle's door opens then slams shut. I don't hear footsteps...but as the minutes go by I begin to hear them; the footsteps get louder and louder and louder, matching the sound of my thundering heart. That's when I see his shadow cast over the ditch...over the place where I tried to hide. "Well," he says with a smile in his voice. "I wonder where he could've gone...the footprints stop here...so I wonder if he just...disappeared?" My body begins to tremble. I can feel it now. The pain. I can feel the pain already. He jumps down into the ditch...he stands directly in front of me, with his back facing me. My hand presses harder against my mouth as I try to suppress my whimper, but it's way too late now. But his body tenses up when he hears it. He laughs bitterly as he turns around slowly, and his eyes cut through my camouflage easily. "There you are."

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