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EXT. - THE FOREST - NIGHT

Her feet moved on their own, legs pumping. The need for flight took over everything in her subconscious though her mind struggled to regain control. She fled, darkness devouring her. She stumbled into trees and underbrush, toes catching on roots and debris. Somehow, she kept moving, kept running.

Somehow.

The snarling only made things worse, feeding her flight response when she should have been able to regain control. She ...