They're coming...
The whispering, taunting words keep ringing in your ears and you stumble backwards. Panic takes a hold of your heart as it keeps pounding quicker and harder dunDUN dunDUN DUNDUN.
You start gasping for air and suddenly you turn around and start running. Your panicked running through the forest results in branches smacking you in the face, roots trying to trip you and the trees with their long branches reach out for you, wants to grab you. You notice figures in the corners of your eyes but as soon as you turn to look at them, there's nothing there.
You feel that you're getting teary-eyed and before you can react a root manage to trip you. You fall hard into the ground and you lose your breath. You lie there on the cold, hard, forest ground trying to catch your breath again. You slowly get up and carefully scan your surroundings, all the while trying to stop the panic from taking over again.
Right in front of you there's a foggy lake and everythings is silent as the grave. You can only hear your own breathing and the pounding of the terrified heart in your chest.
A breeze suddenly appears, it plays with the fog, makes it thicker and deeper. From the thickest part of the fog you start to notice something. You stare intently on it to try and see what it is. Suddenly there's a bright flash of light that blinds you. Your eyes starts to hurt and you try to cover them up with your hands, but in vain.
Next to you there's the mocking wind again, teasing you for your fear and what will happen. You gasp when you realize that there's no running away from them.
The wind silently whispers it's last words for you.
They're here, and they're after you...
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