I ran.
My heart pounded in my chest, blood rushed in my ears. My calves stung and my lungs burned. I couldn’t look back and I couldn’t slow down. I had to get far away so The Immortal couldn’t find me.
I still didn’t know who he was or what powers he had. All I knew was that my instincts were screaming at me to get away and I was listening.
My foot caught on a root and I tripped. Crying out, I landed on my hands and knees, my palms sliding through the dirt.
They stung with scrapes but I ignored them. I jumped back to my feet and raced deeper into the woods.
With every pounding step, pain shot up the back of my legs. I was gasping and panting for air, sweat running down my back and temples.
Where could I hide that he wouldn’t find me? The man could chase me through time. I doubted hiding behind a tree would be enough.