The cabin doors creaked open. A strange hunched figure stepped in, plodding into the dark room.

Suddenly the body collapsed to the ground, an axe through his spine. I could tell he was after me. Dashing through the open door I managed to escape but the person was following me. However, due to the small dense woods he stopped dead in his tracks. Eventually I felt as small as a mouse, everything bigger than me. Leaves falling like rocks, plummeting into the earth. A sudden howl sent me hiding behind the nearest tree. I could hear several screams of death and then the noise stopped…
By Oliver Hurrey
The Chase