The fall (Part three)



MAKING

I wake up being dragged by the man, my back aching from the harsh floor, the smell of wet leaves fills the air. It's obviously it recently rained, I wasn't sure for how long he had been pulling me through this forest, and I wasn't about to ask. I take a rock and throw it at him, big mistake considering it missed by a mile. He lets go in shock and I stand up but his hand is at my back before I can run off, I twist hitting him with my elbow.