Liz's POV

My breaths were haggard, and my legs were becoming weak, but I couldn't stop; I couldn't; I shouldn't. I turned back, my lips were quivering and my eyes were turning heavy, I was starting to lose the little strength I had

He was behind me; he held a whip in his hand, and again, his face was blurred. I could only feel the evil bourne he emitted and it was heavy, incurring more fear into me as I increased my pace

My leg collided with a stone and I lost my balance, hitting the floor with a thud. I winced with my eyes shut, my waist was hurting...