11 May 2012
Here he is. On your tail. You better run! Fight your way. Fear takes hold, as the predator nears. Panicking. Heartbeat raising. You know what he'll do to you, if he catches up!
Flee the darkness. Run for your dear life! Legs don't give. Frightened and crying, trying to hold on. Running. Holding on to. Legs full of acid, soon you'll be done running.
Must run. Must stay alive. People love you. You're popular. You're successful. Maybe not that last thing, But you need to live! Panic! No! Must! Live....
Chased • Opuss № I