He was running. There was someone chasing him, but he couldn't tell who. He didn't even know if it was a girl or boy. All he knew was that if he stopped running, he'd be trapped, again, and again, and again. He was in a dark forest. It started to rain.
"Shit." He panted, "I need to get away."
Finally, he reached the end of the forest, but there was a cliff right in front of him. The pursuer was only a few yards behind him. He only had two choices, be brought back and never be allowed freedom again, or to jump off the cliff. Obviously, he knew what the better choice was, and jumped off the cliff.
"MARCUS!!!" The Pursuer yelled behind him, desperation filling his eyes.
*****
Marcus woke up with a jolt. It was three A.M. He lied back down and closed his eyes, hoping for sleep, but it didn't arrive. He lied in bed until the alarm rang at six o'clock.
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