I ran.

I had to.

Running was like a hobby to me, except I was in a life or death senario.

Have you ever thought if the darkness would consume you all and never see the light of day or the darkness of night again?

That was something I thought.

Well- used to.

I thought my footsteps might bring me some safety and comfort away from-

Them. Men.

They seemed like a group of around 7 men, 7 tall multi mixed men.

I kept sprinting out of this massive place not knowing where the next turn or corner or man or safety or light or darkness or-

The light…

A door?

I ran faster forcing my feet to move along as I was out of air, I felt like throwing up but I pushed myself. The light.. I saw the light.. it felt like- a rush or warmth… the sun.. i felt the grass at my feet- for crying out loud! I could smell the freshly cut grass! I could hear the birds cheeping happily away at their little made up music.

A thud a pole. Chuckling like maniacs. I hadn’t escaped. They got me. They got me. Me.