While the howling of the beast reminds me of the danger around me, my pitiful attempt to keep my pace steady has been failing so far. Revealed in the open was my thunderous heartbeats which were awfully eerie and loud for the night.  Because of boundless carelessness and excitement, time passing by quicker than what I could comprehend in my view. Definitely, the whole blame was mine as I was no different than a kid who saw his favorite first toy for the first time in his life.  To make matters worse comes the deadly silence which was accompanied by the desolate scene of the gloomy, muddy street. The scent of mud was strong at the moment because of the vigorous rain which appeared out of nowhere before. However, the only sound of my footsteps and heart

Panting like a hog, I ran and ran to guard this breath of mine and keep the warmth of life still inside my body. The air pressure brushed my face as my feet kept stomping on the dirty waters and filth on my path. Although it would be nice to have my pants and shoes clean, there was no time to bother with such trivialities. To my horror, my persistent chaser was quite the runner himself. Even though this body wasn't so well trained but running for a long time was one of the accomplishments I could be proud of. However, today it seems was the first time I felt disappointed by myself or the fact that I wasn't born with four legs. The faint sound of the projective flew in the air passing right beside my ear and drew a line of bloo