Prologue
The girl runs faster and faster forgetting the pain she feels rushing throughout her body. She had to get away. They were coming for her.
Running through the untamed forest, thoughts scurry through her mind; mainly wondering how she was able to escape the restraint of the straight jacket. The strength seemed to rush into her body and she was able to break free from the constricted garment.
The moist ground squishes beneath her bare feet as she darts through the bushes and trees. Even as rain falls rapidly around her, she finds herself able to continue running. Suddenly, without warning, a horrifying pain encompasses her body as her feet slip out from underneath her. She falls to the ground with a loud plop.
The small girl momentarily loses focus of what is going on around her and looks over her shoulder. The men in white lab coats were still firmly on her trail, but at a further distance than before. Snapping back into reality, she pushes off from the ground and continues running.
Something isn't right. Her ankle snaps and pops with every step. Have to keep going. They can't get me. Can't find me.
The fear and panic finally begins to hit the small creature as she realizes there is nothing to run to. The soggy forest was a never ending maze of trees, branches, and thorns. But as if out of nowhere, a light appears. The light glimmers through fog so softly that the girl has a hard time believing that what she is seeing is really there. Finally, the light becomes crystal clear. Headlights.
"Help me! Please!" the girl screamed desperately. She runs toward the light and hears the sound of a car coming to life. The light zooms closer. Finally a man in an old fedora pulls around through the wood and pushes open the passenger side door.
"Get in!" a man with an Irish accent yells and the girl doesn't hesitate. The man takes off before the girl has time to slam her door.
After taking a moment to breathe, the girl looks behind her to see the white coats yelling and pulling walkie talkies from their pockets. Noticing the girl's alarm, the man taps her shoulder.
"Don't worry. We'll lose them," he says giving her a little smile. He turns off the lights and hits the pedal. "Get down. We'll be out of here in no time."
The small girl does as she's told. "Thank you," she breathes softly.