#Chapter100 The Building

I fall, wedging between trees that are too close to get through and break free noisily with sheer strength and will power. Wood splintering, branches crackling, but being silent is no longer my concern as the noise of their pursuit out sounds mine. I can feel them coming, hear them, smell them, I can even feel their heart beats synching with mine as scent follows me close on my heels.

Panic spreads through my veins and I hope that angry numb I gained with the bear, kicks in soon, or else I'm screwed. I can't even stop to try and use any sort of gift right now,...