Hunted

I ran. My heart was pounding like a tribal drum. I stopped, realising I was getting nowhere further. The trees where dragging me back Like claws I was on a never ending treadmill. The thick black trees, trapped me into a dead end. Suddenly on the corner of my eye I saw a flash of movement fear consumed me. In the woods there was an enormous cliff. I ran up the cliff thinking a rescue helicopter could save me suddenly I was controlled...

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