United States , 2014
Red hair,
I feel it deep in my bones, I know that hair.
As she is running from me, I catch the briefest glimpse of a smirk over her shoulder. She is watching me pursue her as if this is a game to her.
Some feeling stirs in my chest, as if it's a ghost struggling to be heard. I strain to listen to this voice as it whispers to me.
A glitch occurs, I feel a clench in my gut, and the feelings I was poking at disappear as soon as they came.
I must finish my objective.
