A red alert screams through your mind, silent on the outside but setting off warnings every step you take on the inside.
Something warm and stinging drips into your eyes, and you wipe it away quickly, picking up your pace as you run. You can hear it behind you, calling; calling out your name. Nothing more than a dark shadow darting around the trees, catching up with you even though you started running a good half hour before it did.
You just can't seem to break through the thick vegetation, and a vine or two catch your feet. Eventually, you tumble to the ground--your foot caught by a protruding root. The shadow thing behind you makes euphony to others of its kind. Although it is a sound that makes you want to run towards it instead of away from it, you've heard it far to many times for it to have any affect on you.
Tearing and ripping with your bloody nails, you finally get your foot uncaught and take off running again. A stitch has built up in your side--so much so that it hurt to take even the smallest of breaths.
Eventually, you run to a stop and double over in pain. You can hear the whispers of the beings around you, surrounding you, suffocating you, destroying you; and your eyes become wide with fright. It has suddenly become much darker and you whimper where you stand, too afraid to look up. You know that if you looked up, you would have probably died from fright.
"Elizabeth." the thing says, in its hoarse and whispery voice. Your name seems to echo around you, but you know it is the others of the things kind that are whispering it in the exact same tone and voice.
Your stomach heaves as they draw closer, making you retch into the rotting leaves at your feet. They only draw nearer, feeding on your pain and fear.
You let out a colorful stream of curses that would make a sailor blush.
But they only laugh, throaty and disgusting.
"You can never escape Elizabeth. We'll have you forever." they all whisper at the same time, making you feel like you were listening to a horror movie with surround sound.
"Get away from me." you say, courage coming to you in a strange burst hidden somewhere in the back of your mind.
They only close their ranks, inching closer and closer.
"GET AWAY FROM ME!" you shout suddenly, coming out swinging. Your hand and arm pass right through them, but your courage and strike surprise them enough that they can break away.
"You will never escape Elizabeth." they say, their voices fading into the darkness as the illumination of a street lamp comes into your view.
A sigh of relief rips through your body and you feel almost as if you want to break down and cry as you run past the lit up houses, running towards yours. But you keep it in, never looking back.
For now you are safe.
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