Faster... Faster... FASTER…

Please, come on. Faster..

I glance behind me, I see them coming…

Closer, and closer... Here they come

NO..!

I'm not ready.

Run!

Please.. Give me some strength...

I glimpse them; a reflection in a mirror.

White eyes, Teeth glinting an odd reddish colour.

…. please…

I fall, tripping on an uneven path..

I should have known; I should have known I wouldn't be able to run away…

… to escape my past…

I finally shed a tear, pride long gone.

With a whimper, I welcome the darkness that overtakes me…

Unconscious, I am gone.