Dry leaves crumble under footsteps running forward Cowbwebs get torn apart by hairs rushing by Silence is murdered by the sound of fear and panic The speed slows down Breathing returns to normal You can't really focus your sight They're all watching you from the side but you can't make out any faces all you can do is continue walking through this hallway all you can do is open the door at the end all you can do is end this story once and for all all I should do is end this story once and for all I should really finish writing the book I really should. I will one day in 2012
