Prolouge
The clock strikes twelve, and she hurries through the forest. A voice inside her whispers, “Run, keep running, run faster!” She feels fear slowly creeping up her spine, threatening to overwhelm her. But the voice in her head urges her to keep running. A piercing scream rings out, and the birds fall silent. There! A distant light! If she can just make it that far, she’ll be saved. She looks back in fear, only to see black figures rapidly approaching directly behind her. Suddenly, something whispers in her head: “Look ahead!” But just as she looks ahead, she feels a deep punch in the pit of her stomach and...
It’s actually nice you liked my story so far, but I saw on your profile you wrote six other messages with the same things in the last minutes and one of them is exactly the message you send to me. It seams a little strange to me.