the running ends?

The footsteps didn’t go away, no matter how still he forced himself, no matter how quiet he became, they wouldn’t go away. They found him, even here, they found him. This isn’t were he should have gone, he had ruined everything. Now, after they were done with him, they would find her too. They would find his hope, and they would crush it.

The footsteps stopped, their maker opened the door.

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