Lindsey POV
She was running, glancing over her shoulder, her bare feet bloodied and bruised as she trod on leaves and twigs, broken debris, and all sorts of things in the forest in her haste to get away. Her long brown hair blew around her in the wind and her white nightgown was so pale that it was almost transparent, reminding her of a ghostly specter. He was coming she thought almost hysterical, he was coming and she ran, even faster but it was no use, for she could hear his footsteps, smell his scent as he drew nearer to her and she took flight, her heart hammering in her chest, sweat pouring off her body, scratches on her arms as she pushed past the branches of trees and bushes in her path.
She couldn't let him catch her she thought and then gave a sharp cry as she tripped on a bran
