Get Hold Of Her

As the woman hurried through the narrow tunnels her steps growing more frantic with each passing second, an unsettling sensation crept up her spine.

The air around her seemed to grow heavier, more oppressive, as if something malevolent was closing in. A shiver of fear ran through her, almost freezing her in place.

"Wha… What the hell is this feeling?"

She sensed a dangerous intensity from behind, a presence so overwhelming that her instincts screamed at her to flee faster. Panic began to gnaw at her resolve. Her mind raced with a single terrifying thought: "Is this the Dragon?"

With a surge of adrenaline, she quickened her pace, her heart pounding in her chest. Her breath came in short, ragged gasps as she pushed herself to move faster, desperate to reach the safety of the exit.

"I have to get out of here quick!"

But the oppressive presence only grew stronger, closer, until it felt like it was right on top of her.