23 parts Complete I was running, running faster then I ever had.
I don't want to go back
I tripped and fell, my head hitting a rock as the darkness I know to well crept into my vision
I gasped from the gash on my side and heard movement to my left
Shifted my head, I tried to protect myself, to use my monstrous 'gift' for good
But my hands weren't responding to my brian
In fact, my brian was telling me to sleep, which I complied
The last thing I saw, was a piercing green eye, glaring down at my pitiful face...