Jump

I don't know what I'm doing, or where I'm going. I'm running, but I'm running blind, and the whole world feels like it's constantly growing bigger---a thousand times bigger every second. I've never been so scared in my whole life. They're chasing me, but that doesn't scare me so much as what's ahead. It's a drop. Straight and definite. No matter what I do, I can't avoid it, because they're behind me, and there's no alternate road, at least, not one I'm willing to take. I'm trapped. 

Breathing hard, I look around. The path curves and winds and there's no way out. I skid to a halt as the earth falls away in front of me, cascading downward, always downward, into a blackness I cannot even define. The edge is abrupt. It's a cliff, straight down into the unknown, and it extends for miles in each direction. I see lights flashing through the sinewy figures of looming trees, searching and probing. Shouts from the search party echo softly, growing louder as the lights guide them towards me. The shadows are wraith-like ghosts. I feel panic tearing at my heart, and the fear is so real that my body goes rigid. In a moment I won't even be able to scream. They're coming. 

They're coming and there's only one way to escape. 
I jump.