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chased by darkness

she runs,into the forest,

bruised with scrapes

and a beat that follows her heart.

she's not alone in the night,

followed by racing footsteps

she speeds up



never looking behind her,

catching up to her,

smelling her fear

the creature pounces her

ripping her skin off,

as she screams forcing

it away,

finally it tares away,

eating her insides,

only leaving blood

and bones.

it houls to the moon,

claiming the night.