A Dead Run
A short story by Jeff Jake
Copyright © 2012 Jeffrey R. Jake.
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A jackhammer. That's what his heart felt like. It was pounding against his rib cage with a ferocity that he had never felt before. Jason was not unaccustomed to working out and was in shape. But this was different, he was not just running, he was running in utter and complete terror. The muscles in his legs were burning in protest against the effort that was being demanded of them. His lungs felt like liquid fire, acutely accented by the daggers of pain that accompanied each breath. Even his arms hurt from the sustained pumping. His tongue felt like a thick piece of felt in his mouth. Jason’s eyes burned and were wide with fear. It was like they refused to blink, fearful they would miss something if they did.