AMARA’S POV

The air in the dark forest was colder than that of the rest of the world. It turned the sweat that trickled down my forehead to blocks of ice.

It was also thin, incredibly thin. It was hard to breathe, hard to function, hard to move.

I didn’t know where I was going, all I knew was I had to run. I had to find somewhere to hide, but where?

I didn’t know a single place in this forest. Were there any caves? Buildings? Hiding spots?

I didn’t even know what exactly I was running ...