Hidden in the Forest

His blood pumped furiously through his veins, and his eyes were alight with something akin to fear. He was going to die here, was going to perish like the insignificant being he was. Tears, unbidden, came to his eyes. He didn't want to die! He wanted to live! Behind him, Tom Marvolo Riddle, aka the Dark Lord, followed him, a manic glint in his eyes. The Chosen One would be his.