I don't know where I am going. I don't know what is in front of me, all I see is black. The darkness is closing in. I can feel it, that dark, evil spirit sneaking up on me.
Can you hear? I can. Calling my name so seductively. I keep on running, keep on trying to hide, but it is catching up!!
The pounding of the steps is getting louder and louder, drowning out everything except for his voice, "stay my sweet, don't run. Come to me, come to me."
Maybe I will stop just for a moment. I am tired, my head is pounding what is the point he will catch up to me, he will win. He always wins.
NO!!! I will not quit, I will keep on moving no matter what. I will not listen to that voice, the voice of the evil. He will not have me that black void.
But I am tired, so very tired. I don't know how much more I can handle. I am about to collapse.
"Come my sweet, come" the voice calls, "come to me."
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