Brrr booom!li
The rain was beating down on the dense forest that dark night, its drops drumming against the leaves and the muddy ground. The sound of thunder echoed across the sky, briefly illuminating the silhouette of a woman running desperately between the trees.
"Huff… huff… "
Her breathing was labored, her chest heaving as she tried to escape her pursuers.
Behind her, the flickering glow of torches cut through the darkness. The group of villagers advanced, brandishing rakes and rusty axes.
"Get the witch!" someone shouted.
The woman's heart raced. Her legs burned from running so much, but she couldn't stop. The voices grew louder, closer. Then, suddenly… the ground disappeared beneath her feet.
She found herself cornered at the edge of a cliff. The icy wind whipped through her wet hair as she looked back. There they were—the ones who had once been her friends, her family. Now, their faces were twisted with hatred.
"Stay back!" she screamed, her voice cracking with despair.
"Kill the damned witch!" a man in the crowd shouted.
The villagers surged forward. And then…
*CRACK!*
The ground beneath her feet cracked. The rock gave way, and she plummeted into the void. The wind howled in her ears. Her body spun in the air, and everything became a blur.
Until… silence.
When she opened her eyes, there was no more rain, no cold, no screams. Just endless white.
Before her, an ethereal, glowing figure watched her with a look of exasperation.
"What do you mean, you're back again?" the entity sighed. "You still have 70 years to live!"
The woman blinked, stunned. Then she huffed in frustration.
"I'm tired of this already…"