Blood Brothers

I'm running through a field of red flowers. My heart is thrashing in my chest, desperate to get away from the monster behind me.

I can't breathe.

Too bright, the sun blinds me. I begin to panic. How am I going to get away from the beast chasing me if I can't see?

I have to keep going. I can't stop. My eyes are glued to the ground, the only thing I can see in this white light.

The flowers, covered in the blood of the monster's victims, fade away behind me.

The ground inclines sharply, some patch ...