Frightened.

He ran... ran... ran...

Why?

Uselessly running away from death.

Everyone will die one day or another, so why all this running?

He suddenly stopped, no longer afraid of what was chasing him.

Soon he felt warm, yet cold embrace of Death.

He welcomed it after all.

Again some death. Next one I will publish in few minutes will be a little bit longer and without death. - Author -