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Running out the door
And around the corner
He chases me
"It's your time"
He says.
"No!"
I scream
I enter the forest
Panting hard
His figure moves behind mine
Almost invisible because of his cloak
His black cloak
That goes down to his ankles
Hood always up
Sleeves creating a pool around his wrists
The full moon shines brightly
Behind the trees
The wolves howl
On a near by mountain top
I trip
And fall
Face first into the mud
Turning onto my back
I see him
Moving toward me
"Help"
I whisper
"Please help"
It pushes its way out of my mouth
And echos throughout the night
But no one comes
In time
Death is lingering over me
Waiting for the right time
To murder me
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