Avery became extremely lazy over the past months. Three months since he last heard the gentle but urgent voice in his mind telling him to run. The first month was very difficult for him. He lost his purpose of running, but he couldn’t stand to stay in one place. Every day he woke up to urge running just because of the fear which he couldn’t properly control. This got better over time.
After those three weeks at the old farm, Avery ran as far as he could, until his entire body collapsed onto a cold snow, which came out of nowhere. Avery wasn’t sure. He feared to trust this sudden freedom he earned. This waiting kept killing him from inside. Adrenaline he felt in his bloodstream nearly every day for over a half year decreased, leaving him unable to understand what he should do. The only thi
