Tears ran down Sakura's cheeks. She didn't know what was happening. She was running through a dark forest. She couldn't see a thing. thick thorny trees were on either of her sides. The path she was on was very narrow. She could feel her bare feet under her, opening a little more with every step she took.

Running for her life. Determine not to stop not matter how much pain she was in. She was being chased, she didn't know who it was but she knew if she valued her life at all she would keep on going. She wiped her tears and kept running.

Sakura was desperately trying to yell for help but her voice just wouldn't work. Her throat wouldn't make any sound other than a raspy squeaking noise.

Just then Sakura felt a sharp pain in her side. She looked down and her her crimson colored blood slowly driping down her tattered dress to her bared leg. The blood was warm against her cold skin.

She wass helpless, in the pitiful situation this person put her in.
She was shaking. Silenty sobing, she feared for herself and she was scared to see the mysterious being whom was terrorizing her. She finally managed to turn her head around ,despite her light-headedness. Sakura's eyes widened. It was him, the man that she despised.

"Sasori..." was the last thing she managed to breathe out before collapsing onto the dirt path.

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Sakura woke up in a panic. Her heart was beating at high speeds. Her bed was literally wet from her sweating. She looked around the small room lit by only the moonlight.

Sakura exhaled a sigh of relief "It was only a dream..."

Just then she noticed somthing. It looked like writing. She looked towards doors to her balcony.

Blood.

It was written in blood. the words 'Its not over yet' were elegantly written in the crimson liquid.

Sakura was going to alert someone but when she turned back it was gone...