I run through the wild forest, my breath catching in my throat, my screams staying silent. Almost there, I say to myself. I can hear foot steps behind, not close but close enough. I run over the moss and the little sticks while great evergreens tower over me. I can feel my feet slipping into the ground ready to trip me with every step, but I won't. I won't trip. Finally I run far enough that I can go left, forward, right, or back. Back to him. Back to the nightmare house. I wince in fear at the thought of going back. The horrors he'll produce in that room. My body shudders. Right. I go right. The black of the night is my map, my calmness in this chaos. It's above me, with the green around me. Making me forget for a second. "Baby, where are you? Baby?!" I hear being yelled. The deep gritty voice filled with false apathy. "Baby, just come back. All of this will be over if you come back." his voice floods with sensitivity. I bite my tongue to choke back the bitter laugh. All over. Hah. I keep running but I can't run anymore. I lean against a tree to catch my breath. Raspy air rushes from my throat and back in. Must keep going. The town can only be a couple more miles...or that's what he told me. Only a couple miles away. Fear starts to course through my veins and all of the sudden a stream of light crosses me. My eyes open in fear and I take off again. My muscles ache with every step, but are worth it compared to the bruises that brush my skin. I keep running, "Baby, there you are." I can hear his footsteps growing behind me and I dare to run faster. Faster, I scream in my brain. And as I take one more step my ankle is grabbed. "Baby, let's go home." I'm tripped and I fall. Slowly dragged away, the trees, the sky, and me.