The sky above broke with lightning followed by the sound of thunder.
I stood in the center of nowhere. My heart pounded in my chest like a war drum, and panic coursed through my veins.
My silvery hair clung to the small frame of my face. I turned around in my spot, my eyes scanning the woods scattered around me.
My body stiffened when the sounds of twigs snapping echoed through the air.
I turned abruptly towards the direction the sound was coming from.
My breath turned haggard, the tension in the air was palpable and suffocating, like a mountain of pressure was pressed against my chest.
I had no idea how I got here, at first I thought it was just a dream, but the cold rain and the wound I sustained from running barefoot told me otherwise.
Something was chasing after me, and I had no idea what it was, my shoulders trembled from both cold and fear.
