Darkness, coldness.
Ignoring everything, even the stamina needed for a long journey is no longer taken into consideration. The organs that propel the body are pushed to the limit, the beating of the heart clearer and louder than the howling wind and the rustling of grass in the ear. The sound that strikes the eardrums and shakes the balance senses makes the brain receive a nauseating signal. The body, hot from the rapid panting, dare not relax a bit, and it is impossible to drive away the annoying feeling from the slowly fatiguing body.
The instinct essential to all living creatures, the self-defensive mechanism derived from the fear of death.
It's the instinctive emotion called [Fear].
Fear of the relentless pursuers behind, fear of becoming a captive, fear of the unknown fate after being captured, fear of the excruciatingly painful and long process of death.
