5/20/22 Run (Part 3)

 Run (Part 3)

The tiny creatures stamina seemed to last forever as the five friends began to grow tired after their long run through the woods. They tried to continue but their bodies were starting to physically deteriorate. 

It became hard just to stay on their own two feet. Their muscles were so sore and so tight, just to take a stride brough burning pain. Their lungs had been worked to capacity and breathing grew harder and harder the more they ran.

The woods also seemed never ending, no civilization of any kind for miles and miles. They were stuck, and their bodies were failing them. There was nothing they could do, nowhere they could hide, all they could do was run until they could run no more.

Their fate became real as one of them dropped to the ground, unable to move due to exhaustion. From quick glances, they watched their friend, like ones before, get eaten alive by the little gray lizard monsters. 

The four left running exchanged horrified glances that soon turned to sadness. They all knew they couldn’t make it out of this alive. With tears gushing from all their eyes, they stopped and locked hands. They stared directly at the little monsters as the hoard came closer.

They were ready, they had already watched their friends die to these beasts, experienced the horrors of death, they just wanted to be done. They were tired and sad and had no energy to keep trying.

The little creatures quickly caught up to the small wall of friends and made quick work of them. No one would ever know what happened to them, they wouldn’t know the hell they went through trying to survive. They wouldn’t know the impossibility of escaping the little demons. All anyone would ever know is that the group of friends was now gone, lost forever to the unknown.


The End

5/20/22

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