I can see a pine tree ahead of me as I squint through the shimmering air. The heat feels suffocating, and I can hear my shallow breathing. This is where I'm supposed to go. I can feel it.
The thing behind me knows it too. The noise gets louder and louder, to the point where I could turn around and whack it on the nose. I don't think I have enough energy to do that though. I just have to focus on getting to that pine tree.
Every step made my head pound. The thing behind me must have been working some voodoo stuff on me, to make me slower and tired. Just. Three. More. Feet.
I cry out as I feel myself drop to the ground. My entire body is numb, and I can't see anything at all. I am completely vulnerable to the monster.
A breath of wind blows across my face, and I realize it's breathing on me. I can feel a claw scratch my cheek and I pass out, knowing I am about to die.
Okay, so here we meet Tayen, the narrator of the story. I'm wondering if i should do narrations of different people, or just Tayen, or have her in third person. Tell me in the comments what you think. I know this is SUPER short, but I will make them longer, trust me. :)