As I leaned against a tree to catch my breath, suddenly my instincts told me I needed to run… I looked around, aware. Why was I telling myself this? Then I heard someone abyss. I looked around, startled, afraid.

I saw a man with a black suit on. My face was white as a ghost. I ran….. and ran until I reached the top of the mountain.

Then I heard the man running again, and then I ran, jumped on a log boat down the river I had made, and I paddled off down the river.

The man was just staring down at me from the edge of the water, and I felt a hard, twisting feeling in the pit of my stomach that something wasn’t right.