Absquatulate : Part 2

His feet were getting sore. Though the boy kept running inside the forest, following a single light in front of him as the moon embraced the sky with its light.

He was sure that at least his feet were bleeding from how he stepped on rocks and branches. But he kept running like he was running out of time, trying to erase the white noise that just would not stop filling his ears.

His breath was ragged. He could see each of his breaths turned into a white mist from how cold the night was. The tears that were filling the corner of his eyes had dried up alongside the freezing air.

The source of light was getting bigger, and Axel's eyes were only focused on it. He stumbled a little as his toe bumped with a rock, and yet he still did not stop.

When he reached the light, he realized that he was reaching the end of the forest, too, as the last tree swayed right as the boy went past it. Right when he stepped out of it, the light almost blinded him.