the forest is still, the only movement is the breeze in the trees, silence fills the air, its like the world is waiting for something to happen, knowing that even underneath the guise of peace and quiet, the forces of man are pitting themselves against each other in an as yet silent dance of death
my eyes are the only part of my body that moves, scanning for a sign, anything moving, anything not moving, nothing goes un-noticed
suddenly the silence is shattered by the roar of a rifle, the muzzle flash burns bright, a beacon to my eyes
im up, suddenly, and running, as fast as i can move, muscles stiff, heart beat racing, im running from the demons in my mind, the images that i cant seem to let go, the voices…oh god the voices
i run from them, towards others, demons that i can fight, demons that i can kill
i run towards the rifleman, seeing his face, but its not his, its the face of another, now there is a blinding rage, its the one that took everything from me
not again, this time i get to fight back…