Treading Softly (One-Shot)

I see trees. Spruce perhaps? I don't know. The world's passing by in a blur. The occasional whip of a branch slapping my bare arms does nothing to slow my fast pace through the thick forest. My legs are like a pair of bike peddles. The feeling of exhaustion and lack-of-stamina seems to be immune to them. My mind and body are functioning solely on one thought and one thought only; escape.

Heavy screeches of something bulky sliding after me bounces against the trunks of the trees, creating a hollow echo. Shivers race up my spine at the noise. The ghostly, high-pitched screams of my pursuer breathing, only spurs me on to go faster.

Somewhere in the depths of my subconscious I remember what normal is. And I know that this is definitely not normal. The creature following me is unnatural.

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Written for Wattpads 2015 #wattpadfright challenge.