Haunting

He's like a ghost. I hardly ever see him, and when I do he's never close enough to see clearly. He's after me, out for my head. All I can do is run, run till there's no where else to run to. I'm trained to survive but I don't know how much longer I can take this. There's no where I can hide. He will always find me.

[Story has no link to any comics. I wrote it just for fun.]