Of course, it would be a Halloween one, so here's mine.
The mist lifted as he struggled through the thick undergrowth. A weak sun fought both fog and leaves, giving him enough light to avoid the branches that had been whipping across his face as he raced away. He wiped the blood from his eyes, but not in time to notice a protruding tree root and he crashed to the ground. Scrambling to his feet, he looked wildly around for an escape. A break in the thick forest beckoned, but a massive hand grabbed him by the throat, lifted him from the ground, his legs thrashing. It squeezed. All went dark.