They say fiction is sometimes stranger than reality.
Whooo~.... Whooo~....
What were those? Owls?
Sometimes, it was hard to distinguish what was what in this grimly place.
The moon hung low over the sprawling cornfield, casting an eerie glow on the rustling stalks. RUN! RUN! RUN!
Two people could be seen sprinting through the maze of corn, their breaths ragged and hearts pounding.
Sweat trickled down their necks, as they gasped for air while constantly throwing their heads behind their shoulders with unfocused pupils.
And far behind them was the unmistakable sound of metal scraping echoed, a chilling reminder of the hellhole they now found themselves trapped in.
"Keep running, Izzy!" Ciel gasped, his voice barely audible over the rustling corn. "We can't stop now!"
"I know," Izumi whispered with her eyes still feeling like they weighed 50 pounds.
The couple pushed through the corn, as the stalks slapped against their faces like ghostly fingers trying to pull them back.
