PROLOGUE - Overall Just A Really Bad Time
Panic seized my aching chest as the muddy soil rose to greet me. I can't stop now. Keep running. I tore myself away from the ground and stumbled forward in a rush. The trees surrounding me became nothing more than a blurry wall. With a burn in my chest, I manage to throw myself over a log. I need to keep going, I made a promise, I can't stop now. Not yet! How long had I been running? The grass and ferns looked soft and inviting and... come on stay focused, got to keep going. Don't stop, not yet.
Black dots floated in my vision as I staggered into a small clearing. Wheezing I bolted. Hopefully I could reach the other side before-
Pitching forward, I could hear a metallic snap penetrate the quiet woods. For a moment, all I could focus on was breathing. A sudden sharp throb made itself known. I looked down in a dazed horror, a strange metal mouth held my calf in an unforgiving grip. The silver teeth were now stained a vibrant bloody crimson.
I was heaving, gasping, choking. I couldn't breathe, my chest stung. It was an effort to force air into my lungs. I was shaking-Why was I shaking? I needed to keep going. But It was nearly impossible to do more than just lay there wheezing, and coughing wetly.
I needed to keep going. I hadn't run far enough, I just knew it. Gripping its cold, silver, maw I could, at most, manage to pry it open a few inches. The scarlet ichor made it difficult, and I had no strength to continue. It snapped closed once more with a wet cracking noise. My head whipped up, a roar tearing itself from my battered throat as if calling for help.
B U T N O B O D Y C A M E
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Author's Note: this is my first published story, and I apologize for any odd formatting. I appreciate any thoughts and criticism.
Thank you for reading!
Keep Persevering,
Kinomiazation