"I'm on a dark road, the wet ground under my feet, I can taste the rain in the air. It almost seems frozen, like a picture. I'm running and I can feel a hand in my own. Someone is running with me. We're being followed. I can't hear it, but I can feel the breath on my neck.....I only see a shape charging after us. I can feel time slowing around me, my hand losing its grip as the person with me lags behind. Finally.....we let go.'' Isaac Watchthorne (SCP: Sedition-SCP-053 Tats TopVideos)