The Hard Truth

She turns the corner
While running at a full sprint
The heat comes closer
Causing her to sweat through her dress
Another corner appears
She turns it and stops
Her chest rising and falling with each breath
Then, she hears the footsteps
They are coming closer and closer
Her breathing stops and her heart pounds against her ribs
He must hear it through her chest
Suddenly the footsteps stop
She releases a sigh of relief
But her relief is short lived for a long spindly arm reaches out for her
It grabs her and brings her to him,
To the devil
He embraces her and welcomes her
To hell
Her breath catches in her throat as she hears the news
"But I've been good my whole life," she exclaims
"Well darling, apparently you didn't know
That we all go to hell."