Out of Sight: Completed Duet by Katie May EPUB & PDF – eBook Details Online
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- Authors: Katie May
- Language: English
- Genre: Paranormal / Sci-Fi
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NINA
I push aside another swaying branch, my bare feet pounding against the
forest floor. Grit, pebbles, and other unsavory substances have
embedded themselves into my skin, but I barely notice the pain.
Faster.
Faster.
Faster.
I need to move faster.
My dress catches on a branch, the fabric ripping, and I let out a startled
cry as something sharp cuts my skin. I feel a sticky liquid slide down my
stomach—blood.
Run straight until you reach the tree cut in two. Then turn left. Run until
you see the road. At the road, make sure you go right. Do not stop. Do not
look behind you. Do not allow yourself to be seen.
The instructions reverberate in my head as I pick up my pace. My lungs
struggle to replenish their oxygen supply, and my heart is hammering in my
chest.
Faster.
Faster.
Faster.
I extend my senses towards the nearest animal and immediately implant
myself in the mind of a squirrel. It’s running through the underbrush, its
eyes fixated on the human beside him.
Me.
Through its eyes, I’m able to see my tangled black hair, blood-stained
white dress, and dirty face. The moonlight illuminates my haggard
appearance.
The squirrel, startled by my approach, attempts to scurry off in the
opposite direction. It’s at that moment, before it climbs up a nearby tree,
that I see it.
In the distance, silhouetted in the inky gray darkness, I spot a strange
tree cleaved in two. Without a moment of hesitation, I pull myself out of the
squirrel’s mind and veer to the left.
Faster.
Faster.
Faster.
In some distant cavity of my mind, I become aware of dogs howling and
motors revving. However, it’s all background noise, overshadowed by the
breath rushing in and out of my lungs. My legs ache from the physical
exertion, and I find myself stopping, one hand bracing against a tree trunk
to hold myself up.
No stopping.
With a cry, I force myself to run even faster. Everything hurts. Branches
whip at my face, drawing blood, and more than once, I trip over a tree stub.
Usually, I’m more apt at using my other senses, but not today. Not when
my life and freedom are quite literally on the line.
I can’t go back there again.
I don’t know how long I run. Minutes? Hours? Time sludges by slowly.
In a demented way, I’m used to it. My life as a prisoner and punching bag
has assured me that time doesn’t exist. It’s just an abstract concept.
I run until my bare feet touch something hard and grainy.
Asphalt.
Make sure you go right.
I run.
My chest tightens to unbearable levels, and the pain in my stomach
intensifies. I’m weak—starved, really—and haven’t done more than walk
from my cell to the torture room in months.
Why did I think I could do this?
Still, I can taste freedom on my tongue. I can hear the crickets in the
distance. I can feel the wind against my face.
It’s within my grasp…
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