Sylvia's P.O.V.
They were chasing me, the static echoing, vibrating against the trees. I had to escape. I was running, my bare feet hurt so fucking bad. There was a searing pain all throughout my body. Oh god, am I going to die? If they don't kill me, this pain might.

"You can't run from us," a voice booms through the air.

Crows flew out of the trees from the booming voice. The sound of their wings thundering in my eardrums. They swarm around me, ever so taunting.

"Go away," I scream.

They flock in and begin their pecking. Tearing into my skin.

"Stop, please!!! Stop!!!" I scream trying to cover my face and knock the birds away.

"I've found you. I told you, you can't escape" The voice calls shifting midsentence from a deep males voice to a teeny tiny feminine voice.

No, I need to get out of here. I need to escape.

I break free from the vulture-like crows and run. The tree branches tearing away my flesh, it felt like I was being whipped but I couldn't let them catch me.

Suddenly, the forests shakes, quaking from a terrifying wail and the ground below my feet crumbles.

No! No!!! They'll get me!