Death by locket

Now I can hear the footsteps getting closer so I pick myself up, tears streaming down my face and try to quieten the hysterical hiccups making me jump. Shakily I change my path to one containing more bushes and thorns as I know it'll buy me some time. I have no idea what they want to do to me yet with a sickly feeling swirling in my stomach I can sense that If they catch up to me then I'm surely going to end up dead.