Damp.
The air hung heavy with moisture, thick and cold. No breeze, yet surprisingly cool, causing her hair to stand on end as she shivered from lack of proper attire. The road must be far behind her, she gathered. She didn't stop to see if he survived the crash, just bolted blindly into the darkness.
Her muscles cried out for rest, but she didn't stop running. She couldn't. Her lungs filled with frozen air, desperate to keep up with her hard sprint through the woods. It took all her will to keep her feet moving.
A stump snagged her foot; her knee struck against a rock as she tumbled. Pain shot up her leg, causing her spine to curl as she collapsed. She lay silent for a moment, willing her labored breathing to steady. She couldn't afford to make any noises. She strained her ears to listen for footsteps, the eerie silence of the night deafening.
Nothing.
Just when she she began to entertain the idea that she might have succeeded, two steely arms gripped her arms torso, a firm hand covering her mouth, muffling her piercing scream.
His hot breath burned the side of her neck as he held her with unimaginable force.
"You have no where to run to, Alice."
First chapter will be up in a few days, it's written I just need to smooth it over and possibly shorten it a bit. In the meantime, please head over to the prequel to this story, called The Dying Doctor. Hope you enjoy :)