As my heart starts to race, I know that I need to keep running.
I don't know what I'm running from, but I can hear the pounding
footsteps behind me. I have to be faster. Faster than whatever's
behind me.   Shut the fuck up and let me think.  HOW CAN I LET
YOU THINK WHEN THERE RIGHT BEHIND US? Besides your almost at the
edge of the meadow. You can't out run it. Just give up already.
SHUT UP, JUST SHUT THE FUCK UP AND LET ME THINK. There has to be
a way out of this without surrendering. I won't give up. I just
won't have it.  Fine, but your only thirty seconds from having
to face your bloody death. I'll guess see you in hell, hahaha...
I can only imagine the look on her face when she spat those last
words to me, and as much as I hate to addmit that she was right,
she was. The cliff, aproaching faster than I expected, has now
become a way to end all endings, as well as my existance, but do
I really want to die without knowing whats caused everything?
Time Slows. Leaving me confused as to why I have to make th