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I’m running through the darkness, my eyes darting wildly through the trees as branches claw at my skin and roots threaten to trip me at every step. The forest feels endless—twisting, tightening—like it knows what I am and wants me back where I belong. Their footsteps pound behind me, heavy and relentless, never far, never slowing.
I don’t dare look back.
My lungs burn, each breath scraping my throat raw. Tears blur my vision as a whimper slips free, pathetic and broken, when I feel my wounds tear open again—old cuts splitting wide, warm and slick against my skin. The scent of blood hangs around me like a beacon. I escaped the circle, the chanting, the hands that held me down while they prayed to something that listened—but escape doesn’t mean freedom. Not yet.
A sharp crack echoes through the trees.