I ran, every ounce of strength within me pushing my legs to move faster.
Shadows of ancient buildings blurred past me as I tore through the decayed remnants of a forgotten world.
"Huff-Huff."
My breath came in shallow, desperate gasps as the cold air stung my lungs.
Tok-
I took another step forward.
Tok-
Each step echoed faintly against the cobblestones beneath me, a rhythm swallowed by the stifling silence of the ruined city.
Fear at this point, was a fire in my chest, blazing hot.
Yet I couldn't stop.
I couldn't falter.
The streets twisted and turned, overgrown and littered with debris, but my instinct guided me through the labyrinth. Crumbling features rose like specters in the darkness, whispering tales of a past that had long been consumed.
The air felt heavy.
Oppressive.
And I knew the source was not natural.
This was a city lost to the supernatural forces that now haunted the world.
A low, guttural roar shattered the fragile quiet.
My heart leapt into my throat.
I froze for the briefest of moment, the sound slicing through the veil of my thoughts
Ba-dump!
I turned,
And,
Ba-dump!
My breath hitched.
There it was.
A beast crafted out of one's worst nightmare- dark and monstrous, its crimson eyes glowed like embers in the dark. Its massive body loomed, casting shifting shadows that writhed unnaturally.
A direwolf...no, it was something far worse.
I cursed under my breath and immediately ran.
The sound of its pursuit was immediate- a thunderous cadence of heavy paws pounding against the earth.
My legs burned from exertion, but I pushed harder.
Faster.
My mind screamed for escape, but the beast was closing the distance, its presence pressing against me like an encroaching tide.
A rush of wind grazed my back as the creature lunged.
I dove to the ground instinctively, rolling away just as its claw tore through the air where I had been. The ground I stood on moments prior cracked under the force of its blow.
I scrambled to my feet, relief, soothing but fleeting coursing through me.
I glanced around me.
Adrenaline driving me despite the overwhelming terror weighing in on me from all sides.
There- a door, arched and open, beckoning what seemed like a promise of salvation.
I bolted towards it, my mind warring with itself.
Is this a way out or am I running into another trap?
I wondered.
B-ut,
It didn't matter,
For I had no other choice.
The beast roared again, its fury palpable.
It surged ahead, overtaking me and stopped directly in my path. Its glowing eyes locked with mine and for a moment, the world fell still.
The air turned icy cold.
A suffocating dread coiled around me as it began to stalk forward, savoring the moment. Its movements slow, and deliberate, as if it knew there was no escape.
I felt the weight of despair pressing down.on me.
My mind raced.
Searching for a solution,
A plan.
Anything.
But the more I searched, the darker the void within me became.
Why am i even running?
Tok-
It took another step.
What am I fighting for?
Tok-
The questions swirled, relentless and suffocating.
Tok-
Hopelessness seeped into my soul like ink spreading through water.
Slowly,
I could feel it- the pull of despair, of hopelessness.
It gripped me and tightened around my chest like a vice.
Yet,
Tok-
I continued asking myself.
Why am I fighting?
A ragged and foul breath crept closer.
The dire wolf inched closer, each step it took sent me further down an abysmal-like maze.
Yet no matter how hard I thought about it, I wasn't able to come up with an answer.
It was almost as though I was just fighting.
Almost as though I was just trying to survive
For... survival's case.
How laughable.
And then,
All hell broke loose.
The beast lunged at me.
Pain erupted through me, sharp and blinding.
I fell with a sickening thud, and the word shattered into darkness.
For a moment, there was peace.
A stillness unlike anything I had ever known.
But,
The void gave way.
It was fleeting.
I opened my eyes once more.
I was alive.
Whole. Again.
Nooo!!
A scream tore from my throat, raw and primal.
Why?
Why is this happening?
My hands clawed at my hair.
At my skin,
As if I could tear myself free from the endless cycle of death and revival.
***
Yet, each time I died,
I returned.
Each time I returned, I died again.
Madness.
It slowly clawed at the edges of my mind.
Slowly crawled its way towards the edges of my sanity.
My screams soon turned into sobs.
I had no family.
No friends.
No purpose.
Why can't I just die in peace?
Why??
I questioned no one but myself and perhaps the endless void within me.
Minutes blurred into hours, and hours into what felt like eternity. My body shook with exhaustion, my will battered and broken.
And yet...
From the depths of my despair,
A spark flickered.
It was faint, and fragile but it was certainly undeniable.
It was... curiosity.
It would serve as my anchor.
What happened to me?
Why am I here?
What is this endless nightmare?
It would serve as my source of hope.
If there was answers, I would find them.
And if there was even the faintest possibility of something beyond this abyss- a memory, a family or a reason to live for- I would grasp it.
The thought steadied me and for the first time in what felt like forever, a weak but genuine smile touched my lips.
I stood, shaky but resolute.
I had no hope, no grand purpose.
But I had questions.
And for now, that was enough.