She went down hard. Scraping her hands and knees in an attempt to shield herself. Getting back up quickly, she started to run again. 


“Where are you going?”


Run! Just keep running!


“Please, come back.”


Don't look back! Just keep going!


“It's alright.”


She felt a weight slam into her back, knocking the breath from her as once again she landed on the ground. 


“Don't fret, little lamb.”


Sharp claws sliced into her shoulders, pinning her down. 


“In no time at all.”


Long jagged teeth locked around her neck.


“It will be over.”


Her head was ripped from her body, blood sprayed out to soak the ground. 


“Just a shame.”


Walking over, he picked up her discarded head. Holding her close, he petted her hair.


“Pretty little lamb.”