A cold breeze was blowing,everywhere was dark but the moon was lightening the sky.He had forgotten to wear his sweater and felt freezing.He knew he shouldn't have listened to those stories.The ones which scared him to death;but for now,he only had to distract himself from those horrific thoughts.
Jack heared a sound from the bushes.He panicked for a moment and was thinking of returning to his friend's house;but he had gone through a lot to arrive to this point so, he decided to stick to his choice and go on.Another sound came from the bushes;now he was terrified.He started to run;as fast as he could.
At this point,when he was running carelessly, his left foot got stuck in a small hole in the middle of his way.He struggled to pull his foot out but all the efforts were in vain.He felt something was approaching him;something not too big and not too small.
When he turned around he saw nothing;but he knew there was something hiding in the dark.He tried to pull his foot out;this time he succeeded. His feet got hurt ,he couldn't use it probably;it slowed his speed;he couldn't run as fast as before.
The sound was coming closer;he didn't know what it was;but he was sure it couldn't be an animal or a human being.Maybe the stories made his thoughts turn out this way;but it seemed to be real.
Jack had no other choice rather than running as fast as he could with his injured leg;because a twelve year old boy was not supposed to have a weapon in his pocket wherever he goes.
He couldn't turn around,otherwise he would have been captured.There was no time for returning back;but for a moment he got curious and turned his face to that demon;and then there was nothing left but the shadows.
