Prolog
She was walking, yes that much she knew. Was someone pushing her in the back?, no it was just the wind she realised as she turn her head back to see who it was and only felt the wind on her face.
Had it been days now? No, not days that much she knew, but she could not grasp time in her current state. Flipping between consciousness and bare survival instinct made it impossible for her to gauge the time and even more judge the amount of time which she had spent on this road.
Kee's mind grabbed that word "Road", “What is so important with this road”, it seemed to ask itself, while trying to keep Kee on her legs.
Kee felled it as an out of body experience almost like she was seeing herself walking and trying not to fall from exhaustion.
Her unconscious part of her mind forced her back to control her body and for the first time she really saw where she was where.
She noticed it was getting dark as she look down the long and muddy dirt road she was following. It had rain recently, she could see the rain on the grass and feel her clothes was damped from a light rain shower, which she could not remember.
While she walked along the road, the wet grass slit along her legs, creating the feeling of soft wet robe sliding over her skin. The feeling made her realise that she was only wearing short pants and she suddenly started to feel the cold air against her bare skin.
The cold started to clear up her mind and her senses started to get back into focus as she started to notice some details of her surroundings in the fading light.
Kee noticed that the road was not used very often as she saw the grass had grown to such a length that it almost was covering the dirt track created by the car wheels.
Kee's eyes move from the middle of the road to the sides looking at the trees. The trees were slender, but in the fading light they created an illusion of a thick line of trees on both sides of the road. As the light kept fading the darkness crept closer to the road making it harder to see the shallow holes of water on the dirt road which made her stumble even more as she kept walking down the road.
The Darkness started to feel like a pressing weight on her mind, like she had to remember something about the darkness, but whatever it was her subconscious tried to tell her, she could not get it to the front of her mind. The thought of trying made her head hurt and she slowly started to loose her peripheral vision as the pain in her head just kept getting worse. Finally she had to stop trying to remember as the pain threatened to make her pass out.
She looked up again trying to clear her head of everything else then just the threes. Looking at them, she realised that they were long and slender pine trees, which in the still increasing darkness created a growing feeling of being trapped. The feeling of being trapped made the pain return as a sharpe knife just over her left eye. Kee grunted as the pain was getting close to unbearable and the feeling of being trap was intensified by the soft noise which started to come from behind her.
Suddenly the pain lessened as she remembered something about those noises. A cool rush of adrenaline washed the pain away as she knew that she had to stay ahead of those sounds. It was just about the only thing she knew with certainty at that very moment as her mind screamed at her "RUN".
She slowly started to pick up her pace trying not to fall in the long grass which now felt as it was grabbing at her legs trying to keep her back. The feeling of soft wet robes, that she had felt before as she walked through the grass, was replaced with the feeling of small sharp knifes, which made small but painful cuts to her lower legs as she started to run along the road.
At first Kee tried to run silently, but the sound behind her started to get louder. She could not make out what the sound was, but it sounded as a low rumbling mixed with something, which sounded as human speech but had a more distance and guttural sound to it. It made her run as fast as she could with no regards to the grass which cut her legs to blood and the dirty water holes which threaten to trip her at every step.