The Tracks 09/07/24 Freedom “Jacob!” He could hardly see, his frantic eyes finding terrifying shapes of imaginary men outlined in the tapestry of forest leaves flying past. “Jacob, stop! ” Her words didn't register. Time, that's what they needed. To put as much time and space between them and the creature as possible. The cold wind stung against the tears on his skin and his feet fell harder and faster as they fled further away from the empty city. “Jacob — ”
