ZIRA

I was running through the woods. It was dark and quiet. Only the sounds of my feet crunching in the snow and my erratic breathing could be heard. Every once in a while, I would glance over my shoulders and see the shadows getting closer.  

I made it to an opening and instantly realized where I was. The cliff. I didn’t want to be here. This is where it happened. I turned to get away, but it was too late. They were here.  

The dark figure materialized into Isaiah. He strolled towards me, and I mirrored his steps, moving back. A creepy smile spread across his face, and his...