Peter's heart was pounding in his chest as he marched into the dark forest, his nerves on alert. Fists clenched, he held the rope tightly and crept through the woods, the sounds of the night masking his presence. Your heart was racing as you ran through the trees, the distant footsteps of your boyfriend closing in. Your legs were cramping, but you had to keep going. As you collapsed to the ground, Peter caught up to you and gripped your shoulders tightly. "You shouldn't have tried to escape."