I was running through the woods

I was running through the woods. I could feeling the beating of my heart with every step I took.
“I’m gunna get you!” I heard. He was close. I picked up the pace, running faster, everything a blur. Then I fell into a ravine. “Come out, come out wherever you are,” I heard him say softly. I couldn’t stay here. No tree or river or ravine would keep me safe, I stood up and ran, forgetting about him, the man that had been following me for the past two hours. Birds flew over head, and with two bangs and many cries they were dead. I ran faster and farther. I kept thinking, faster and farther, faster and farther. You’ll be safe just go faster and farther. I heard a dog bark. Since when did he have a dog? Then I realized it wasn’t his dog. Was it even a dog? He will find me. He will kill me. I knew it. I ran even faster. Don’t look back. Just keep going. I kept going, feet barely touching the ground now.
Finally I stopped. There was no more woods. No more valleys and ditches, ravines and animals. It was just a field. There was no man with a gun or a dog that barked. There was nothing but me. A blanket of darkness and stars had fallen overhead. Had it really been that long? It couldn’t have been… could it? I lay down on the ground. It had been a horrific day, and I just wanted to go home. I closed my eyes and opened them. There he was staring at me, the man with the gun, and the gun was pointed at me.