running from the unknown

Running From The Unknown

Running, running and more running that's what it had all blurred into, I don't know how long I had been running but it didn't matter

It all blurred into periods of light and darkness, all while being chased by some crazy horse like things.

My Legs were burning and every breath was a struggle to take, my mouth was dry and cracking.

Every time my feet hit the ground a fresh wave of pain shot up  through my body but that didn't matter..

I could barely see the forest past the tears in my eyes and that came to bite me when I tripped trying to jump over a log, when my foot caught on the log I cartwheeled head over heels several times

Before coming to a rest.  I laid there for I don't know how long as I tried desperately trying to catch my breath.

As I tried to sit up, I could hear the sound of voices coming from the forest behind me hearing that put a little more go in me I climbed to my feet took one look back at the thick forest behind me and then bolted again.

No matter how fast I ran the voices keep getting closer and closer, but I could the sound of fast flowing water. The trees began to thin and after a couple of minutes i finally I got an opening in the forest and that faint glimmer of joy died quickly.

As I came to the cliff it was good twenty feet across with a raging river below. I  paused, Fell to my knees, broke down, cried and cried. was this where I was going to die, on the edge of some cliff in some messed up Technicolor Kentucky.

I was snapped out of my selfpity when I  heard  voices coming from the forest, I clambered to my feet.

I looked down to the raging river at least a hundred feet below, looked back at the forest behind me, looked to the thick forest fifty feet past the canyon across The gap. I took a deep breath and about a dozen  steps back and ran, and just before I reached the edge I summoned all the strength to my legs and pushed off the ground, I soared through the air holding my breath every muscle In my body tensed.

I had made it halfway across and could tell I was going to make when all of sudden my vision blurred and something white hit me from the front knocking me back across the gap.

I hit the ground and rolled and stopped face up my breath was pushed from my lungs, and  I could feel a sharp stinging  pain in my side like one of my ribs was broken.  I rolled over onto my stomach and forced myself to my feet, trying to keep myself from keeling over in pain. I look to where I thought my attacker had landed to see what had hit me and I looked at the moaning, bleeding form of my attacker I happen to zero in on one thing, holy shit it had wings.

I Stumbled back in shock, gasping for air "Oh dear god  they can fly", how am I supposed to get away now.

At that point three  other Horse came out of bushes with some sort of spear contraption On their side.

we stared at each other for what felt like a lifetime but then  they all lunged, I manage to dodge the first few attempts then one finally caught me in the leg just above the knee, a couple seconds later another one got me  in The gut. Then one got me in my right lung punching through coming out the back I fell to the ground spitting blood, as an agonizing pain racked my body I  coughed up more and more blood as my body shook.

I looked up and saw them advancing  I crawled back as best I could with one arm but it was too much pain to move, I keep my gaze focused on the closest guard when I felt my hand slip over the edge of the cliff  I whipped my head around to watch the cascade of pebbles, fall into the Rapids below. I knew what I had to do. I looked back up at the guards as they prepared to strike.

With a mighty shout and one burst of strength I pulled myself over the edge falling to the torrent below.

I Remember the last second before I hit the water, watching as  it rushed up to meet me

With one last gasp of air I hit the water hard.

From there it was nothing but blurred memories of struggling un the water, constantly trying to breath then waking up face up on the river bank, as I  laid there in excruciating pain I listened to the sound of trickling water, and birds singing overhead as I laid there bleeding a strange sense  calm overcame me, as I felt the sun on my skin

Then I heard the sound of voices, I was consumed by panic as blacked out.

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  Mysteries of the month issue seventy two

"So having read an excerpt from Mr.John Morrison report to the police what do you think really happened"

"Who can say but we do know John Morrison went missing in the black log State Park on July seventeenth and was found four days later by a group of hikers.  Thirty three miles down the black log river, upon  being discovered he was taken to timidly general hospital. Where medical examiners found wounds that would that could have been caused by similar weapons, to what he described in his report to police.

They noticed a strange radioactive signature coming from Mister Morrison. he spent three weeks in intensive care before checking himself out of the hospital. When ask to make a comment for this article he refused stating that it was a bad memory that he did not want to bring up.

But he did state he has developed a severe case of Equinophobia. So whatever you think you must admit that it is a strange story of a man running from the unknown"

Case status unexplained.

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