Why Are You Running?
Tssssh~
Shhhhh~
The forest was alive with movement.
Swiiishh...
Damien darted through the thick trees, the sharp edges of long grasses scraping against his legs as he pushed forward.
The dense foliage ahead blurred his vision, forcing him to rely on instinct to navigate. He didn't know what chased him—only that he couldn't let it catch him.
A low growl echoed behind him, spurring him to move faster. His chest heaved as his breath came in ragged gasps, the pounding of his heart drowning out the noise of the forest.
The darkness of the trees seemed to stretch endlessly, an oppressive canopy closing him in.
Then, suddenly, the dense vegetation gave way to an open field. The grass beneath his feet shortened, softening his steps as he stumbled forward. He bent over, resting his hands on his knees as he fought to catch his breath.
The silence was deafening.
"Pheww..."