Spencer’s eyes searched for you. You were nowhere to be found, he ran through the woods yelling for you. You were just stood by him, and he looked away for a second and you were gone. He stood in the woods, panting as his thoughts spun. He thought he saw you in the distance, crouched down by a log. But the closer he got, he realised it wasn’t you. It was your corpse.

Spencer suddenly bolted upright in the bed, his hair sticking to his sweaty forehead as he panted your name.