Clementine:
We began to run as if our lives depended on it, which they did. It was almost hysterical because a few minutes ago we were talking about getting married and looking at a wedding venue.
Now we were running toward the only place we could find, which was the theater. The monster behind us, the hollow man, had picked up his speed.
"Why is he running so fast?" I complained to Ian, holding his hand tightly.
My fingers wrapped around his, letting him know I did not want to be left behind.
I could outrun almost anything, but we had just been through a rough session and I was sore.
"He has seen us too many times. The more he gets his eyes on his victims, the more power he gets to chase after them. The next time he sees us, you better believe he is getting us," Ian commented.
I snapped my head back and saw the monster's hand come close to our backs. I yelped and jumped a few steps ahead.
