the town was in shambles. smoke was billowing from the raging fires, rubbles were all over the place but one thing remain eeriely quiet. there was no crying, no sound except the cackling of the fires within. One solitary figure slowly shambled out of the town entrance. He was of average height, and wore a torn tattered black jacket. he walked on, and all of a sudden, our eyes met. I was gripped with fear. I ducked immediately behind the boulder in which i was hiding, trying to cover my mouth fearing i would let a tell-tale gasp that would revealed my location. then i will be just like all the other residents of the town, ripped into tiny pieces and scattered all over this meadow.
my heart was pounding as i trained my ears and braced myself. any sign of him approaching me, i would make a mad dash for my life.
"Krraak, " a twig behind me snapped.
"this is it...heck ar, " my feet took off almost immediately after my mind told it to. I ran relentlessly but apparently, lady luck was not on my side. The stupid twine caught my leg and i took a tumble and knock my head against a rock. then i black out.
when i wake up, i only found myself to be tied up in a dark room. but apart from that, it seems that i was pretty much unhurt except for the big bruise that i took from the blasted room. I look around. Broken furniture and some farming equipment lay cluttered all over the floor.
