Run. Faster. Faster. Jump. Faster. Run. My legs are burning with intense fire but nothing can stop me. Run. I can hear them gaining on me. Faster. This can’t be happening. Not now, not to me. Faster. A rotted out log threatens to trip me and end everything. Jump. Their cries and shrieks fill me with a chilling ice that gets slowly melted away by the boiling adrenaline coursing through my veins. Faster. I can feel my strength starting to deteriorate but I can’t stop, I just can’t. Run.
And suddenly, silence. Everything behind me stops. No footsteps. No one yelling for me in mad voices. I swear even the forest goes quiet. It takes me a few paces to realize the rapid change. When I finally do, I slow down and freeze for a moment But it’s only for a moment because I then feel the openness in the surroundings that makes me feel vulnerable. I quickly crawl behind a large Kapok tree and press myself between two of its giant fissures. I try to stay quiet but my legs continue to feel as if their engulfed in a deadly inferno, and my panting could wake up even the heaviest of sleepers. I focus all my remaining energy on listening… But there’s nothing. A macaw hasn’t sounded in minutes, the constant buzzing of all the bugs has ended, and the wild hooligans chasing me have decided to give up and chase another girl through the dense rainforest. The only sound left is me.
Then comes the dripping. I feel it hitting my head softly at first. Drip… Drip… Drip… My body goes cold and I stop breathing. The dripping becomes faster. Drip. Drip. Drip. I can feel it starting to run down my head and get near my face. I try to move but I can’t. Drip Drip Drip. When the thick dark liquid reaches my eyes and starts to cloud my vision, is when it becomes dangerously close to constant downpour. DRIPDRIPDRIP! I finally gain the courage to look up. The people who had been chasing me are all crouching on branches in the surrounding trees staring at me with hungry eyes. The one directly above me, the one standing on the dead body, he lets out a piercing scream that ignites them. And just like that, they’re on me.
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