Anastasia's Pov

　　I feel my heart wanting to leap out of my chest. My legs scream for a rest, just like my lungs keep searching for air. I run through the forest, feeling some prickly bushes wanting to harm my skin.

　　Luckily, I chose more appropriate clothes for this ordeal. The rough, thick fabric of the pants and blouse helps protect my body from the worst claws of the bushes and low branches. However, there are some tears in the clothes, small and almost ...