FLASH FICTION CONTEST #2

Dalia sprinted through the forest, the wild dog close behind. Her shoulder throbbed with a bloody bite. Cursing, she ran faster, crashing through the trees and underbrush. Sweat dripped down her forehead, but the fierce bark of the dog kept her going. Fear was what drove her forward.

Finally, she stumbled out of the woods, stopping abruptly at a rocky cliff. Behind her, the dog was just yards away. Fog concealed whatever laid beneath the ledge. Standing at the crossroads between pain and the unknown, Dalia jumped.