Prey Of Beast

omg a fourth part!!

A chill wind from the west brought an uneasy feeling upon him. It planted itself like a seed and rooted somewhere in his subconcious. He sniffed the air, trying to make out where it might have come from. The answer making his blood slighty freeze in his veins.  Anger towards the world pushing him forward.

This was not the way.

Falling to her knees, clenching her fists, she could only wish that this was finally it. Nothingness gathering around her. Pressing her lungs together, like vacuum. An empty stare meeting the dark surroundings. Blood trickeling from reopened wounds. Not yet healed scars ripped open, an act of cruelty.

Pray.

It was not a smell, it was a stench. It was the stench of death, stinging in his nose. Acid burning the nerves. Yellow eyes seeing red. Everywhere in between the night, stains of reality. Racing, reaching, stretching the limit. Glancing up at the moon he noticed a star fading away. Slowing down not an option.

Do not give in.  

Don't you know I'm coming for you?
Don't you know this was never the plan?
Didn't you ever think there was a possibility?
Didn't you ever think I might have wanted to?

Prey.

Pray, My Little Prey.

Author's Note

English is my second language, tell me if something is off!
Oh and read the other three parts as well, might make more sense then...