On a very windy night, on a very lonely road of stoned during midnight, I was running towards my home desperately wanting to reach my home as soon as possible. I was completely out of breath. The road on which I was running was filled with trees on both sides. I was scared to death as I felt my pursuer was gradually getting closer to me at a very fast pace. I cried for help desperately but no one came to my rescue. Feeling of my burning lungs gradually clouded my mind. The path was getting narrower and narrower but the presence of the pursuer felt closer and closer.
Finally, reaching on a very slippery path after running for continuously 20 minutes, I suddenly slipped and subtly felt as if my pursuer caught hold of my thin shirt that was drenched by sweat and my shirt got torn in the process. Having tried very hard to remain conscious, I saw a pair of crystal blue eyes staring at me in anger and I felt in a deep abyss of darkness....