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I saw it. It ran in a way that was humanly impossible, maybe faster than the fiction character FLASH. As I tried to pick up pace, he caught up to me grabbing my neck and lifted me up. Fingers like iron locked around my throat. I kicked, twisted, nails digging into my skin, fighting the chokehold with every ounce of strength. “Please, please I don't want to die let me go” I uttered as I tried to free myself. He did not respond, he just looked me in the eyes like I took something that was his. He slammed me against the wall.

A tall man was leaning over me, his lower face hidden by a nose mask and his face covered with a baseball cap. All I could see were his eyes. Dark and soulless. He didn't look like a nurse or doctor. I hesitated to reach for the button under my bed, which was a huge mistake. The guy moved so fast, pinning his arm under my neck so he restricted my airflow and kept me immobile. Gasping for air, I clawed at his arm, unable to breathe. That's the funny thing with choking…you can literally feel yourself slipping away with each exhale.

I am here also trying to find comfort in my distress and he is saying I came to make a lot of noise? "I do not understand where this conversation is leading to. You don't even know anything about me yet you talk like someone who had known me for a very long time. Mind you, if you think I came to disturb you or whoever, take your fucking bags and leave. Find somewhere else. After all, this is not the only forest available in the world, so… " I wasn't able to finish my statement when the bread I was eating mistakenly passed through another pathway in my throat. I started choking. Coughing, raising one of my hands up while using the other to hit my chest.

Was I the only one who felt the weight of it? I opened my mouth to ask a question, but before I could speak, a sharp pain shot through my throat. My breath hitched, and I clutched at my neck, my body instinctively reacting to the sudden obstruction. I was choking. Panic surged through me as I reached blindly for my glass of water, my hand trembling.

My jaws snap up and find his windpipe. I bite down as hard as I can. His grip on me releases instantly. He jerks back, coughing and choking. I taste his blood in my mouth. The crowd roars. We separate, both of us staggering on our paws. His throat is bleeding badly. Not fatal, but serious. He's wheezing with every breath. Now! Kael screams in my head. While he's weak! I charge forward on all fours, putting all my remaining strength into one final push.

My mouth fell open, but no words came out, and I faltered, stumbling a few steps back as a wave of dizziness shot through me. He found me. I was trapped. No.

I said, with a mouthful. I fixed a plate, heated it up then sat at the breakfast bar. My eyes fixed on a note, and I was so glued to the perfect cursive penmanship that I almost didn’t read it. Once I finally focused my eyes and did, I immediately began to choke. I coughed and coughed but a chunk of chicken lodged in my throat, cutting off my air. I heaved and hit my chest, tried to breathe through my nose but there was no relief! I tried to scream but nothing happened, I was certain few of my neighbors were home on a Saturday.

It was already late and the workers had retired to their quarters. Following the sound, I walked to where the jagged breath was coming from. As I drew closer, I realized that the person was not exactly breathing but rather choking on his breath. Right outside the door of the room, I found Josh Xavier lying down in a small pool of his blood, breathing very raspily.

I picked up my fork with trembling hands, trying to focus on the food in front of me. I shoveled the food into my mouth, chewing quickly to distract myself from the tension that seemed to cling to the air. But the effort to maintain some semblance of normalcy backfired. A piece of food lodged in my throat, and I suddenly found myself choking. The coughing came out loud and ragged, each gasp more desperate than the last. Liam was at my side in an instant. His hands were gentle but firm as he rubbed my back, guiding me towards the kitchen. I stumbled, clutching at my throat, as he led me to the sink. My vision blurred with tears and panic.

He chocked me once more and looked at me straight up "Not a sound!" I felt fright feeling me once more as my hands were fighting over the bed looking for a means to get air back to my lungs. I started hitting the bed violently to signal him that I was already suffocating, he then let go of my neck and buried his face down my tummy, moving slowly on my skin with his lips, sending me goosebumps and shivers through my entire body. My body was still painful and panting from the chock.