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I wake up on the cold, damp ground. I stand up and wipe the dirt off my cheek. I look around... Where am I? In the forest? How did I get here? Why am I here? I go for my pocket to get my phone... Its not there. Where is it? Who has it? I look around some more.. There is a trail.. I start to follow it.
It gets darker. I still walking out here. I feel like am walking in circles. Have I seen that tree before? I stop and look at it. That's when I here the extra pair of foot steps. Thinking its another human being, I quickly turn around... No one is there. I look around.. Nothing and no one is there. I continue walking.. A few minutes later the foot steps are back but louder and close. I stop but don't turn, the foot steps stop and I hear heavy and deep breathing behind me... I slowly turn around no one is the. I turn forward and stare that same tree I keep passing. There was a face next to it.. Skin color is white as freshly fallen snow. Where its eyes should be are these black deep sockets. And its lips were thin but red as blood. It spoke to me.
"Don't turn around" Its voice sounded like death. I didn't want to turn around because I didn't want to know what happens... But I slowly turned around and its face is now inches away from mine.
"I said don't turn around.. Now run or die!" I turn and start running. I stumbled, tripped, fallen on my knees but I did not dare stop.
It felt like I ran for miles.. I couldn't breath.. But I still ran for my life.. I tripped and fell on my face, I get up to continue running the he..it or whatever it was, was in front of me. Its hands out finger nails long as knifes.
"Death" As it drives his hands towards my chest, I try to scream but it feels like I was choking. As it's nails stabs my chest, I wake up... Just a dream.. I hope.

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