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All that could be heard were two sets of heavy footfalls and Donald's heavy breathing, throughout the dark hooded forest. "Who are you?! Why are you doing this?!" Donald managed to yell out between his ragged breaths.
There was only silence from who that followed behind, running.
Then all of a sudden, a loud thud!
Donald stole a glance behind him, his pursuer had tripped over an exposed tree root. He took the chance to speed up and soon he could see the moonlight announcing the large Prarie opening. An old abandoned storm shelter sat alone in the field and Donald raced to it, sweat running down his face and tears escaping his eyes.
He quickly got inside the shelter and locked himself inside it, he put his back to the door and tried to catch his breath. Only then did he realize how fast and loud his own heartbeat was.
Then, relentless banging on the titanium and steel door, startled him to his knees, Donald crawled away from the door in absolute terror and his vision quickly turned to black.
Later he would awake...
Cold.
Alone.