"Fun to imagine what hell for Trump would be like."
One comes and grabs me by the hair, bringing me over. I moan as he drags me to him, while inside I'm screaming for him to stop.
I break into a run, trying to get to Route 1 again. I feel something brush against my calves but I keep going. Branches are catching my coat and slowing me down, and what I feel touching my legs seems to be doing it firmer and firmer, actually wrapping around me, but I break out of it.
Finally I breath a sigh of relief as I get out of the trees. I'm breathing heavily and sweat is pouring down my back. I feel the adrenaline pulsing through me. I look back and see nothing, light is starting to stream through the trees and everything is peaceful...the end of the story look at the video above ↑ ↑ ↑