The chair creaked as I sat on it. Tired from the running, I didn’t pay much attention to that almost silent lament. I’m not the heaviest person around but, like the rest of my human compatriots, I depend heavily on these miniscule amenities. My heart, still thumping, kept the adrenalin that facilitated that harsh sprint flowing. Though the fear had left, there was still the lingering flight reflex.
I still don’t know what had possessed me to go into the woods that day …
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