73. You better run away before it gets too late.

She ran through the forest, the cold breeze of the wind freezing her limbs. She kept looking over her shoulder, back in the direction from where she had run from. The woman felt like someone had been following her ever since she left the building. And she was right- a pair of yellow eyes followed her movements, creeping up on her from the woods.

"Is there anybody out there?" she yelled, questioni