This was my situation. Until he came along. The killer himself. I was terrified until he lit a fire, right in front of me. Before I knew it I was soaked, but free. I was moments away from freezing to death, and the man who was deadset on killing me was saving me. Without thinking, I took off running. Death was not an option now that I could do something about it. I reached… well, I don’t know where I reached, all I knew is that I was safe… for now. A whimper escaped my throat was it over? I didn’t know anymore. This was the third time I’d escaped death. Overwhelmed, I fell asleep. Or maybe I passed out. I don’t even know anymore.