The Olive Trees

*One night ago...*

...

Rebecca ran through the night in the darkest forest she had ever seen. She was bare-footed and the eeriness suffocated her.

Her auburn hair got into her terrified eyes as she tried to escape from what chased her persistently.

The trees she passed by formed grotesque shapes which made her heart almost give out in her chest.

Her feet were bleeding but she couldn't stop, she knew what it meant if she did...instant death.

She heard the loud unearthly shriek ring throughout the dark forest and she could barely breathe.

Rebecca paused as she almost ran over a cliff, her eyes wide. She could see the large gulf in front of her.

She turned around; she could still hear its fast approaching gait—she was trapped.

She turned back to the cliff in front of her.

'Which would be better? Death by broken bones or being mauled to death?'

Neither sounded appealing. But time was running out and she had to choose.