Nothing Else


1. Outcast

In, out, in out. Abby's breathe got more extreme and more like panting the further she went. There was nowhere else to go, not one place that provided comfort. She stopped, out of breath at last. She was uninjured but tired and hungry and cold. Her jumper no matter how thick it was didn't seem to provide any protection from the cold night air which cut through her skin like a knife. Abby half screamed, too exhausted to put much effort in. It came out sounding like a too loud groan. Tears streamed down her cheeks. No time, no time. There was never time. There was only her, those she loved and those she feared. There was nothing else.


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