You dash out the door, and not long after you hear a second man running after you.
A quick glance behind you confirms that he has the axe in hand now.
You are losing breath, and in seconds his footsteps in the sand get louder and louder.
As you run along the beach your memories come flooding back. This has happened countless times before, more than just countless, it is all you can remember as far as your mind can take you in these brief moments.

He is right behind you now.
You close your eyes accepting your fate and you