Panting for breath, Evangeline watched as hazy white air slipped from her lips. Each breath came out uneven and shallow, mist curling in front of her face as the cold night air met the heat of her frantic lungs. Her whole body trembled uncontrollably, her legs shaking beneath her with every step.
Still, she kept running.
No matter how badly her body screamed for her to stop, she couldn't slow down. The creature behind her was chasing her relentlessly. Its footsteps were light, almost soundless as though the person chasing behind her was without a single weight. But she could feel it there, close enough that the Hallway behind her seemed to spin behind her.
She knew without turning that if she dared to glance back even once, if she slowed for even a second, it would catch her.
"No… No!"
Her voice broke as she pushed herself forward, forcing her exhausted legs to move faster.
But before she could take another step, black hands suddenly lunged forward from behind her.
