Rachael looked up eyes darting across trees looking out into the distance, her hazel eyes filled with fear as she ran forward. Pupils dilating. Her clothes were torn and she had small bits or leaves and twigs in her golden hair. Running. That was all she was doing was running. Heaving giant gulps of air as she forced her limbs to move, to propel her forward into the trees.
It all started when Rachael met Him.