NARRATOR

Elliot ran like a madman, barefoot, with no direction.

He didn’t feel the sharp stones or the scratches on his bare torso from the jagged branches in his path.

Sweat dripped from him, his breathing erratic.

He collapsed onto the soft grass in the middle of the dense forest. His entire body burned, as if his temperature kept rising endlessly.

His bones cracked in a strange way. He arched his back into a fetal position, enduring the painful tremors in his muscles.

With clawed hands, he c