Thunder crashed as the man ran from the murderer. He tried to run away, but the monster got closer and closer. He had a machete soaked in blood in his hand and he sprinted towards the man. The man didn't look where he was going and tripped on a stick. He stood up and looked around. He seemed to have lost the monster. Just as he turned around again, the monster was standing right in front of him. "You shouldn't have ran. Now you'll have to have a bad time..." The monster lifted his machete and swung it as the man screamed. -shank- the man stopped screaming, and looked at him -thud- the man fell to the ground, as his bloody head rolled toward the monster. The monster was covered in blood and his eyes were dark red. "Heh, serves him right."  And the monster walked away, twirling his machete in the air.