There was neither the beginning nor the end.

I didn't think this as I ran. Running was the only thing I could do. I was deprived of all the amazing things I could have done. If that were the case, I would have turned around and ran at my pursuer yelling words that no human ears could have and had never heard before. But nothing came to me as I ran.

The darkness that was my pursuer swallowed all the light that was flying towards me. I pushed myself faster, running from everything that was supposed to be my life. Suddenly I tripped and fly through the air. I landed on my back while skidding across the ground. I looked up at the thing that was slowly stalking towards me. It reached out and grabbed my arm. As I felt the coldness slipping into my skin, I closed my eyes and could see and hear no more.