Running out of Time

Authors note~ I wrote this piece after my friend in university asked me for advice on a creative writing piece she was doing called "running out of time" the following short story is what i came up with. I hope you enjoy it!!

Legs breaking, chest aching, keep pushing forward. RUN. You have to keep running, keep moving, you can’t stop not even to catch the gasps of breath you are losing, if you stop if you falter In your attempt at escape it will catch you, you won’t see it coming, no one ever does, it’s always comes for you when you least expect it tracking you down and catching up with you just when things are good. Its horrifying, you cannot ignore it or scare it off you cannot avoid your inevitable capture.
Just keep moving, through the city’s, the people, through the forests and beaches no distraction can stop you, children playing, couples adventuring, nothing, no distractions only running. Do not let anything slow you down, the slightest show of weakness, of exhaustion and you are caught in the monsters’ jaw.
Pray, for yourself and for others, you are not its first victim it revels in the torture of its prey, it will stalk you first dragging out the process like a game, you feel it at every turn, watching, waiting. It knows your next move, it knows your plan, you cannot run forever, you cannot stop it either, no amount of force, or weapons, or disguises will save you.
Eventually you will rest, you will stop and lay on the cold hard ground, it will be dark and quiet, you’ve been caught, there was nothing you could do, you tried, you ran, fled, tried to escape but In the end you wasted your only chance, after all…time stops for no man.