Mary checked the blinds. It was no good, it was still out there, watching her.
Slowly, she crept to the phone, but the wires had been cut. In a typical, cliched manner, her mobile battery had died five minutes ago. There was only one thing for it, she would have to make a run for it. If she was lucky, she could make it to one of the farm vehicles - the jeep was nearby, and she had the keys. Then, she could escape and find help in the village. But deep in her heart, she knew it would be no good - everywhere she went, it was sure to go.
She ran. Fleece white as snow, the lamb burst from the shrubbery and gave chase. She knew she couldn't escape, it would follow her anywhere - even school!