Chapter 53: A Nightmare
There is only one thing he could do now, and that is to run, run far away from them; he could not let them catch him.
The desperation clawed at his mind with every step he took; the pain was shearing through every inch of his body; he could not withhold it anymore. But he doesn't have any other option either.
The dense branches of the forest were cutting his skins almost every minute, and the serene of night was mocking him because he could not tell if the silence of night was something good or if he should worry at the tiniest noise behind him. Because they were still behind him and following him.
but the silence was also suffocating him. The fear in his heart is increasing every minute; he feared that it was the calm before the storm. and any minute they will attack him from the shadows.