Ghosting Smile

one hundred

The sharp intake of breath made her lungs burn. A sudden gust of wind made her shiver. There was an echoing scream from somewhere past the rocks. But nothing shook her.

A shrill voice called from behind, footsteps stumbling over rocks and hills. Heavy breathing. Vulgar words. A scream that broke down to a muffled, pitiful sob. All the noises made her head hurt. She just wanted them all to shut up. But they wouldn't. More footsteps, more voices, more breathing. They were coming.

A smile ghosted her lips as she looked down at the body down in the water.