
Balanced
Tear drops trickle down pale skin
Lips quiver as they feel the impending storm
Body shudders as if possessed
Each step forward more chaotic
Trembling hands reach out to the darkness
Surroundings vanish into nothing
A scream fights to escape the throat
Shadows dance between the trees
The path ahead slowly shrinking
Yellow eyes …
They appear everywhere
Watching, waiting …
Your instinct is to run, frozen in place
A deep growl cuts through the chaos
“There is no escape*
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