Prolouge

I looked around to see if there was any hope, all I saw was the rise of the mountain face and someone emerging with a… Oh. No. It couldn’t be.
“Is that a gun in your pocket, or are you just happy to see me?” I said weakly.
The guy smiled and continued to walking towards me pulling the gun from his pocket. “Oh. I’m happy to see you alright.” He chuckled. I screamed and began running. It was the fastest I had ever run and I felt like I was flying. Apparently, I wasn’t going fast enough, because when I was about half way down the mountain, I felt an arm wrap around my waist and lift me up into the air.