Iartn the empty church, pped. Silence surrounding me as I run down the dark aisles hunting for a place to hide. Steadily, the handle turns. Creaking, the door slowly opens. Heavy footsteps thudding on the cold stone floor. Feverishly, I dived between two benches, curling myself up as small as possible. My heart pounding, I clasp my eyes shut. Footsteps. Getting closer.