Chase

Selene wheezes a painful gasp as she forces her feet to move forward despite the swelling pain in her right ankle and the smothering corset crushing her ribcage. She's trying her best to endure the pain until she could at least find help amidst the long stretched out dark dirt road, but then her gut instinct told her that she would be caught in no time if she didn't do anything about her situation—Selene had no choice but to strip off her blasted ball gown.