You didn't know how you were here- you had no fucking clue how you even got here in fact, you could've sworn you were just strolling through the city streets minutes ago. Before passing out in a whim and ending up in this foreign place, getting chased after by some psychopath! You felt splinters digging into your skin, leaving a trail of blood on the damp forest ground each painful step that you took. Pathetically stumbling as you ran- yet, nevertheless, you persisted.

A sense of desperation coursed through your veins as you twist and turn within the unfamilliar landscape.

The footsteps behind you inched closer, mocking your pace. Manic laughter echoed through the vast forest as a thin spear barely shoots past your shoulderblade from behind. It sent your blood pumping in a frenzy, as distress enveloped your senses.

"Run, little mouse! RUN!" The maniac growled in thrilling breaths, borderlining into a sense of exhilirated madness. His honeyed eyes dilated, unconciously licking his teeth at your fleeing figure. Like a predator looking at fresh, fresh meat.