Beneath the Sand

*Warning, this is NOT a fanfiction. It's just a random story that I made up.*

Running across endless beach, ignoring the numb tingling in my feet as they sink slightly into the sand with every light step. That's how it normally is on Friday evenings, but this time I'm running for a reason. The fog has rolled in thickly, but I can see where my feet are landing, so it isn't relevant. I scarcely notice that my thin dress is in tatters, flapping loosely around my frail body, and that the should-be-jarring cold just energizes me. I shrug off the fact that my hands are covered in blood. Blood that isn't my own. Because nothing matters anymore, I'm free now.