Walk away now.

Light.
A long drag.
Footsteps!
Should I run?
(There's nowhere to hide!)
Behind a tree, a twig!
(Fuck, I can't.)
Take a drag.
Exhale.
Heart pounding.
Hide behind the smoke!
(Fuck, I CAN'T.)
Footsteps.
Is someone there?
Footsteps walking away.

♥Jill