Twigs snapped under my feet as I ran. Branches slapped my face. I ran faster and faster. My first priority was to get to ferry port landing as fast as I possibly could. My second was not to get caught. It was dark and I had no idea how close I was to the small town. The cold damp dew of the forest started to soak through my shoes. I hoped I was getting closer. Wanting to get there before dawn I sprinted faster with the thought of seeing my parents again.
Weaving through the trees I picked up my pace as I glimpsed lights ahead. All of a sudden a rush of cold went through me that felt as if ice were in my veins, however a moment later it was gone. What was that? I wondered. Quickly leaping over a fence, using some of my powers to do so, I immediately crouched down so that they would not see me as I caught my breath. Their footsteps sounded closer as they ran.
Then Hook’s voice echoed through the trees, “I swear I will get you, even if it’s the last thing I do Peter Pan!”