“1..2..he’s coming for you.” I run as fast as I can, weaving my way threw the forest desperately trying to get back to my car. “3..4..you’ll be screaming please no more.” This creepy ass little girl in a white hospital gown keep’s singing. It’s as if she’s right next to my ear.

“5..6..he’ll get his fix.” God damn it where did I come from again!? I swear I’ve already come this way twice but all these damn trees look the same! “7..8.. you’ll never be seen again.” Panting and out of breath I can almost see the parking lot from here when I decided to try and catch my breath. And then I heard a twig snap behind me. “9..10..your time is up. You better run.”