I was running in the woods, my breath clamping in my throat as I ran, and my muscles burning up as I pushed through the thick bushes and dodged the eerie trees with branches that tried to reach out and grab onto me.

The monster behind me was moving fast and trailing behind me. I was its prey and it was hunting me, till it would catch me and sink his fangs into my skin and shred me into pieces.

I wasn't ready to die yet.

I could feel it getting closer as its whiffs became louder and I could ...