Nemesis

Even without a destination, Dib couldn’t stop himself as his lungs and legs screamed arduously. His feet stumbled against a hidden hole on the sidewalk, soaking him as he abruptly fell down. He clenched his hands into fists as his elbows sustained his upper body, his breathing hard and painful.
What’s the matter Dib? Giving up already? The teen turned his head desperately meeting an empty space.

'Congratulations, it seems you won this time.' The voice spoke again making Dib’s skin crawl in dread.