“Not again.” My thoughts screamed. But I was running too fast, too hard. My legs could barely carry me, and my lungs were about to explode from inside me. I was in one of my dresses’ and on barefoot. Blood and dirt coated my foot. I have been running for too long and in bad terrain, but I knew he was behind me.
And he was toying with me.
“Don’t look back.” I told myself.
“Don’t look back.” It was a warning I needed to heed. But I didn’t listen. I looked. And in an instance, he was in front of me, with red eyes, long fangs, and a gust of wind, leaves, and dust. He grinned.
“I wonder, are you as important to Ender as the real Meredith was?” He grabbed me and I screamed.
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I jumped up, panting, my ears hot, my body drenched in sweat, my head a bit whoozy. Ash croaked at me, and I imme
