Fear Of The Unknown
Soon, he tripped and fell clumsily on the rough path, his knees and hands stung with a sharp pain from where he fell as he scrambled in panic attempting to stand up.
He hurriedly stood up, not minding the pain as he continued running away from the unknown danger which was quickly gaining on him.
He felt the rush of a wind as a figure went past him stopping and turned to face him.
Getting scared, he moved backwards.
But the figure in front of him stretched out a bony hand reaching out to him.
He wanted to run but he felt like he was paralyzed to the ground, spellbound by the terror that held him, fear taking over him as his soul was chilled at the sight of the horrific face in front of him.
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