The Hunted
The Hunted
Running. Were we really back to this again? The wind was blowing through my hair, my heart was pounding against my chest, and I felt my legs moving, but it still didn't seem real. Not even the cut on my forehead bleeding into my left eye could convince me. It's been over a year since we had to escape from the hunters...since they broke our family apart, and now we're running again...