The Race

The horn sounded and the victims ran for their lives. Hearts pounding, every breath a sound of despair. Dripping moist liquid that comes out of your skin already existed on Karla’s neck. She ran so fast, already minutes in front of everyone else. She came to a vast tree, and quickly scrambled up it. Beneath her the sound of terrified tributes sprinted past, eventually fading out until she continued to be alone, just her and the silence.

The horn sounded and the sacrifices ran for their lives. Hearts pounding, every breath a sound of despair. Wet sweat was already dripping down Karla’s neck. She ran so fast, already a long way in front of everyone else. She approached a vast tree, and quickly ascended. Beneath her the sound of terrified tributes sprinted past, eventually fading out until she was alone, just her and the silence.