" Xanda, Xanda help me ", I ran through a thick forest in the dark. I could hear them chasing me, in moments they would be on me, and I was on my own and wounded. I could hear them taunting me, they were playing games with me. They could smell my blood for miles around , not that they needed that distance. They were closing in on me by the second there voices getting louder and louder as they called my name in a sing song voice.
" Pennnnyyyy , come out Pennnnyy let us see what is so special about you that Xanda got himself killed for you " one on that sang then laughed manically after.
" Xanda "I shouted and they all laughed.
" Why are you shouting him ? He's dead" one shouted back.
" Dead because of you" another shouted.
I shook my head, denying it to myself. There is no way he
