I run, my breath stuck in my throat, a dazed smile etched onto my face. I run with all my might over debris, climbing as fast as I can; like a drunk, I watch everything move, turn, and flip.
"Hahaha!" I laugh out loud when my feet lose contact with the ground. The anguish and the terror, as I know what will happen now, make my whole body limp.
I close my eyes , not daring to look at the giant that had caught me again.
Grabbing, lifting, falling, CRUNCH.
My limbs are smashed, my body crushed, ripped, and swallowed,
I wake up knowing everything will repeat again.
I retch, the terror not lessening, as my basic bodily functions give out and I piss myself, trembling and vomiting all over as I run with all my might.
Everything shakes when the gigantic steps come, and tears spill from my eyes as I feel an overwhelming unwillingness to die.
To die like this.
