Kyle Burt

Memory Foam

Arms swat branches and leaves out of the way, as a traveling man sprints through the dark woods. A loud grunt comes from far behind. He continues the escape as his chaser closes in and his stomps echo. The shattered moonlight illuminates the red flannel shirt of a large lumberjack, as he swiftly, but solidly plows through the forest. His bloodied ax bobs behind him, as the lumberjack relentlessly pursuing his next victim.