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 until it would catch me and sink its 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 feel its hot breath against my neck. My foot caught on something, and I tripped, losing my balance as I tumbled down what seemed to be a very steep slope. I slid down with so much momentum like I weighed nothing, and gravity didn't exist in this place. My body collided with the jagged ground, and I could feel my skin peel off. I wanted to scream from my lungs, but nothing came out.
The sliding suddenly stopped when I fell into a deep pit and hit my head hard against something on landing. My vision became blurry as splotches of blood appeared, and as I lay there helpless, the moon’s glow kept gleaming down on me, giving me some kind of ease.
The moon’s view was shielded by the monster that now stood above me, snarling its sharp fangs at me as its icy blue eyes pierced into mine with so much vehemence.
It was staring deep into my soul.
It pounced on me, and before I could react, it dipped its head and bit me on my neck. Its sharp long fangs dug into my skin, drawing so much blood as I tried to struggle. The scream finally reached my lips, and I let it out.