I’m running. As fast as I can through the woods. Branches clip my arms and legs as I try to move through them. Rain soaked mud encase my feet with every step. I know he can see my footprints but I have no choice but to keep running. I hear him. Howling to the moon. He’s close. Have to keep running. What will he do to me if he finds me?

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