Preface
I have to get out of here.
I felt the rough rocks under my feet and I sprinted away from it. I wasn't able to see what it was, but I was too afraid to look back, knowing that I probably didn't want to know.
Somewhere in this forest, I knew he was waiting for me---but where?
I ran as fast as I could to the familiar place where I left the car, but tripped over a rock landing on some twigs which made numerous snapping sounds as I tumbled to the ground. I heard the its footsteps growing faster, and louder.
"Dammit," I muttered under my breath, as I scrambled to regain my balance.
Panting, I finally reached the truck. I got into the passenger door and nervously inserted the keys into the ignition, but it wouldn't start. Looking in the rearview mirror, I knew I didn't have that much time. I started the truck again and to my relief, the satisfying roar came to life.
"Thank god," I whispered, grateful that the truck didn't bail on me.
I pushed on the gas and looked at the rearview mirror once again.
It was gone.
I sighed, relieved. But as soon as I looked through the windshield, I was edging towards the edge of a cliff. I signaled the brakes, but they didn't cooperate. I frantically saw the car tipping over, becoming weightless, and my breath becoming limited.
I knew I was going to die.