p style="max-height: 999999px; font-family: Verdana, Verdana, Arial; font-size: 11px; -webkit-text-size-adjust: 100%;"I ran as fast as I could, gasping for breath. The windy path was... Well... Windy. I could hear the soldiers getting closer and closer. I could've stopped and let them kill me. I should've. But the thing is, I didn't. The path straightened, and I sprinted ahead. Suddenly, an arrow pierced my shoulder. I crumpled to the ground. My whole arm was on fire! I felt like I was just hit by an arrow. Too late, I had realized that the only thing keeping me alive was the windy path. The soldiers couldn't get a good shot. But when the path straightened, I was a goner. Through hazy eyes, I saw the soldiers advancing on me. Then, I fainted. Wimpy, right?/p
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p style="max-height: 999999px; font-family: Verdana, Verdana, Arial; font-size: 11px; -webkit-text-size-adjust: 100%;"I woke up in agony. My shoulder HURT! I blinked and looked around. emWhere am I?/em I thought, my head still kind of foggy. It didn't look like a prison cell. I was about to repeat it again when I doubled up in pain. Determining I probably wasn't dead, I looked around once more. That's when I realized that there was no door. Or windows. I started panicking. If I couldn't get out, I would die! I was lying on the floor, on a black fur. It looked like… bear? The room was a small, brown dome. There was no furniture, but there was a torch on the wall. The first thing I did was look for any secret panels or unknown doors. I must've pressed every section on the wall before I gave up. My hands were scratched and bleeding, but I didn't feel it. My panic was growing. Millions of thoughts were running through my head. But the one that bothered me the most? That was the fact that there was no way out. Or in. Then, I remembered my training. Of course! I smacked my forehead. There was a torch. It was probably a lever which opened a secret door. I sighed. Hours wasted for nothing. I turned the torch to the right, and the wall opened. I stumbled out, my eyes stinging with tears. I had to use both my shoulder and my hands for that. Now, everything hurt. Then, I hit a wall. emUghh, I'm gonna have a BIG bruise on my head tomorrow. /emI thought. At that moment, I looked up. And up. And up. And saw a large, angry face./p
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