Then, suddenly, it did. The forest was silent, except for the sound of her own breathing. Lucia opened her eyes and looked around, hoping to see her mother. She heard a rustle in the bushes and felt her heart pound in her chest. She saw a figure reaching out its hand, dripping with blood, and said in a raspy voice, "Lucia..."
Lucia was too shocked to scream. She stepped back, bit by bit, as the figure staggered towards her. She saw the gun in her it's hand, pointed at her.
Lucia turned and ran, as fast as she could. She heard another gunshot, and felt a sharp pain in her leg. She fell down, but she stood up despite the pain.
In the dark forest, Lucia ran with only the moonlight guiding her. Footsteps echoed behind her, drawing closer. She saw a tall, menacing figure ahead, blocking her path.