14.

Crystal

Sweat dripped from my forehead and breaths were labored as I ran under the night sky. I was trying to remain unnoticed but who else in their right mind will run like a crazy person in the deserted area. My feet thump loud on the open ground, reminding of the night when I escaped from that room in the very same fashion. That night also, I used the same tactic to escape. My desperate eyes searched for the hope in lone grounds. I wish the help reaches sooner. My heart galloped high like a manic, out of control. The bag on shoulder started to feel heavy and its rope digs in my shoulder. I slowed a bit to catch my breath. The mansion disappeared a long time ago. The darkness worked as an adv