Luna(r)cy

You will escape.

This is the 6th time.

This will be the final time.

You ran through the forest, why does she live in the woods? Your heart was pounding against your chest, rushing through the grassy terrain in front of you.

Jinsoul hadn't caught on yet, you had time.

It was endless, vast. Just trees, so many trees. All of different shapes and sizes but all the same shade of brown and green. It filled every ounce of your vision.

Your breath was short, not getting out of the house does that to you. Your head was throbbing against your skull. Fucking hell... You were in truly no state to move like this.

She didn't know you were here, you could take a break. Sitting down on the cold firm dirt, day dreaming about all the friends and family you were going to see again. This time was different.

It could almost bring a tear to your eye.

Oxygen filled your lungs, just a bit longer and you'd be back on the move.

The sun was starting to set, you will triumph.

You just had to make it out of this forest, not like the other 5 times.

As long as you don't hear her vo–

"Here we go again..." Talk about timing, her voice was close. Loud despite not shouting.

No more time to wait, you got up. Moving between the openings in the trees methodically, desperate to spot her. Get any edge you could.

"Do you ever get sick of this? Five fucking times wasn't enough, you are lucky I just love you so much." Her voice was soft, like cotton. Desperate to conceal her true intentions, but you were wiser now.

Not like the 3rd time.

You darted to another tree, a big one this time. The forest was too big, there was no sign of civilization.

But it had to be out there.

"Stop running baby– it'll be a much lighter punishment if you run into my arms and beg for my forgiveness." Her calmness was making you freak out, so little emotion in those words.

You rushed to another tree. That time you saw her, that syringe. It was from the medicine cabinet, you've seen it too many times. Her favourite tool.

Her clothes were ruffled, jacket hastily thrown on, her left shoulder popped out. "This will always end the same damn way, you are starting to seem insane baby." You sprinted again. "But I'll love you all the same. Always."

The muscles started to contract, burning ran up your legs. Every movement was becoming strenuous, arduous. You fell to the floor, crawling towards the tree, resting your back against the oak.

"I'm so sad that it always comes to this– was it something I did? I could be gentler? I could let you go outside with me, you'd like that right? I could give you everything if you stay with me but only if you come to me right now."

The sky is getting dark.

You could hear footsteps now, there was not much distance left.

Your breath hitched, heart rattling against your chest even more brutally than before.

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"I can hear you breathe." Your blood ran cold.

You got back up.

Then you were on the floor with a single thud.

And she was on top of you.

"Got you!" She flashed a twisted smile. "You should have really listened baby." Jinsoul sat on your chest, holding the syringe between two fingers. She had a sense of predatory glee on her face. She wasn't very heavy but months of starvation had fully taken their toll.

"Get the fuck– ugh off me..." You whimpered, she just smirked.

"Why would I? I haven't the other 5 times, you can beg all you want. In fact I would love it so much if you did!"

"Go to hell. Crazy bitch."

"Oh now you don't want to beg? Last time you were so loud, pleading 'oh please let me go! I'll do anything!'" She mimicked your voice, mocking you. "But now my good little partner doesn't want to? I'm sad, but its fine. This time I have had enough."

"Psychotic freak." You muttered under your breath.

"Say whatever you want! Just digging your own grave, I'll see you when you wake up." Jinsoul jabbed the syringe straight into your skin, puncturing it sharply. Pain blossomed in the foreign objects presence, the tiredness was only getting worse.

Your vision was getting dark.

"Night night honey-bun!"

You were unconscious.

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The world appeared once more, eyes beginning to take in the environment around you.

But this wasn't what you were used to.

This wasn't your room, nor was it Jinsoul's.

You took a hazy look around, white. You looked down, white. Everything was the same shade of plain, all colour removed and in its absence consumed by nothingness.

You looked down at your hands, bound in white tape. Still covered in the scars from previous escape attempts. But something was different, your nails were no longer rugged. They were trimmed.

You shouted, into the air.

Nothing answered back.