Chapter 53: A Nightmare
There is only one thing he could do now, and that is to run, run far away from them; he could not let them catch him.
The desperation clawed at his mind with every step he took; the pain was shearing through every inch of his body; he could not withhold it anymore. But he doesn’t have any other option either.
The dense branches of the forest were cutting his skins almost every minute, and the serene of night was mocking him because he could not tell if the silence of night was something good or if he should worry at the tiniest noise behind him. Because they were still behind him and following him.
but the silence was also suffocating him. The fear in his heart is increasing every minute; he feared that it was the calm before the storm. and any minute they will attack him from the shadows.
He looks at the already severed condition of his body; there are several deep gashes on his body with numerous cuts; the pain from them was never ending. It was all there doing, his pursuers. They were hell bent on making sure that he could not see tomorrow’s sunlight.
But a small rustle behind him made his body shiver uncontrollably; the fear was clear in his eyes. Did they already find him? Is he going to die? in an unknown forest far away from his place? and an unknown death?
He clenched his teeth and bore the pain as his eyes became bloodshot, and the wound on his head is doing no good at all; it was blurring his sight from all the blood on his eyes. All he could see was red, and his heart burned with hatred.
But his every prayer goes in wain when he finds several footsteps approaching him, his heart clenched at the mere thought of what his outcome will be if he is caught by them. No, he would never allow them to even have his body. They are simply too cruel...
He clenched the dragger in his hand and made a dash in front of him; he would have to find a place that they could never find, not him and not even his dead body. He would make sure of it.