NOWHERE TO HIDE
I run through the woods, faster than I've ever run before. 4 weeks, ago, I would never have been able to match this pace, but over the past month, I've managed to drop what little fat I had, replacing it with lean, hard muscle. There are just 2 of us left. She can probably hear me; she may be watching my every move. But at this moment I don't care.
I risk a glance back at the muttation pursuing. It's getting closer; I can see the madness in its eyes as it closes down on its prize. As I turn my eyes back to the front again, I put a foot wrong. I suddenly find myself on the ground. I stand up and whirl around to face the muttation again. I contemplate running, but it's too late. The beast is upon me. I can feel it's hot breath upon my face, see its salivating tongue as it opens its jaws to devour me, piece by piece…..