The Hunter (part two) |
Whatever it is, my sudden feeling for hunger disappeared as quickly as it came, and not only that. Instead of being unable to control my movements, I was now unable to move. This smell, this particular smell, made me paralysed. My nose says that I need to find it, still I can’t move, not knowing what it can be or where I can find it. I suddenly see something in the corner of my eye, what can it be? I turn quickly to my right, but all I could see was blurry movement far behind the trees. I feel a shiver running down my spine, almost like that something was to be a more fearsome monster than me.
I start to run again, from the moment of being totally paralysed, I was now yet again on the run. Once again unable to control what I was doing, but this time it’s different, this feeling isn’t something like before. Before, it was just pure hunger, and rage, this is something else, a smell of freedom, a smell of hope,, a smell of joy. But still, it’s the smell of a catastrophe.
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