Run, Run, Run; the thought was intoxicating my head. My whole existence seemed to lead up to this very moment, to escape.
My legs, strained and aching, stumbled on a loose tree root. I cursed as I fell. I could hear them growing closer with every precious second I lay on the ground. I tried to mentally slap myself awake.
"Come on, get a hold of yourself Skylar!" I screamed silently at myself. I forced my body up and onwards, my legs protesting painfully.
Suddenly I broke through the dense forest undergrowth and onto a cliff edge, looking out on to the black water below. I fell forwards, landing on my wrist, twisting it painfully with a crack. I winced, turning around to glimpse at my pursuers.
They came out of the trees in synchronisation. Advancing slowly; gloating menacingly. They knew I was corned, as did I.
My eyes were wide in panic as helplessness came over me like a wave, engulfing my body and hope. Thoughts raced through my head, only stopping for me to shiver in horror and another image replaced it.
I won't survive. I'm not going to see my family or friends. I didn't even get to say goodbye... And to rub salt in the wounds, the last thing I would see would be their sadistic smiles while I scream in pain.
I shuddered.
I was going to give in to the dread when a sudden hope burst through the pain.
"No!"
I just managed to stand, when the huge one boomed out a laugh at my pathetic attempts to raise. I smiled grimly, mind racing. There must be away to get away; This can't be the end...
He smiled broadly, running his tongue over his teeth, advancing almost lazily forwards.
I gave him a knowing smile as I did the only rational thing you would do in a situation like this.
I stepped backwards into blackness; into the oblivion...
The ocean hit me like a brick wall, stunning my body and freezing my nerves. Clinging desperately to the little air in my lungs; I was pulled under.
The water was a cod hug, engulfing me in its dark waves. I broke the surface gasping like a fish.
Only managing a small relief of air in a short time, I was pulled under again.
I was now enjoying the waters embrace. Having stared death in the face so many times, the concept was almost welcoming! I would die in the Ocean depth not up there ,captured and scared,but down here.
I smiled imaging there annoyed and frustrated faces and I fell further into the dark water...
Spluttering, I awoke from my peaceful dream on to damp soil and into my agonizing body.
I lay there, legs worn and aching, wrist broken and useless and a throat quenching for water.
No matter the injures, I had to continue. I need to get away from them and find him.
I straightened myself and observed my surroundings.
The beach was quite small and selective, a little off a larger shore. Trees surrounding the edge protectively, while the sky was dull grey.
I shivered.
Was it due to the weather or the sea... ormaybe...
I checked my surroundings again. The small selective beach was now too quiet and isolated. The trees, ominous and secretive and the sky was dark grey, unforgiving. Were those eyes coming out of the trees or were those figures in the dark sea water?
I hastily left the beach, glad to leave its silent and creepy atmosphere . Whatever it was about the beach, I didn't know what, but I didn't like it.
