Written in Blood

I will get you. If you run I will catch you. If you hide I will find you. If you stay...
I will kill you.


3. Constantly running

So I ran. And ran. Just to get as far away from the chapel as possible, to forget what happened that night. Despite my new hellish lifestyle - constantly on the run - the memory would not leave me. It haunted my existence, threatening to send me into depair. I thought, I strangely hoped, that I would be plagued with bad memories, so I could forget. But no. A pale white face; dripping with the deepest sadness. A snow white gown, blowing in the wind. A chill running up my spine: almost like a warning.

I should've listened.


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