The sun was slowly rising above the mountains, the birds chirping, the flowers blooming.
Everything was peaceful, until a single letter changed his life.
He looked panicked as he read the letter, hand trembling.
Though it was a simple string of words, he knew exactly what it meant.
He rushed around the room, getting things he’d need. He knew he wouldn’t be coming back.
He ran out the door, not even glancing back at the scenery behind him.
The letter was still on his desk, left open.
It said three words.
“Run. They’re coming.”