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The Cold Dark Enemy... of Myself

It's a warm, windless day in March, the sun shining through the gaps of the pale white clouds.
There is no time to look back now I have gone too far.
I don't know where I am, but I'm alone.
I pass a clear creek, as I look down I can hear yelling and screaming coming from inside my body.
I can't look up, I don't move and it gets harder to breathe.
I cough and it all slowly fades away. I start to walk again,
and then it starts, as I run it progresses faster.
I cant stop it,
then it takes over my body and I fall.
instantly hitting the grass beneath me, I cant feel anything.
My whole body is num.
I feel something touching me, but I cant open my eyes.
Its sharp nails piercing into my soft skin.
I feel blood starting to run down my arm.