“Shadow of the Mist” by: Warren Goodell

I don’t know what it is or how it found me but it is relentless.

It thudded behind me.

What I saw was big or was that just the mist

I heard my friends behind me yelling my name.

I wanted them to be quiet, I couldn’t hear the beast.

“Stop running” Annie yelled, “It is only me!”

I slowed down and saw it was them.

“Darn it the mist shadow has tricked me again.”

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