Here is my entry.

https://steemit.com/freewrite/@tristancarax/monster

He turned toward the entrance of the tunnel and bolted. The woman screamed behind him. He dared not turn around to see the beast's fangs. He hops off a car door, leaps to the left off of a rock, and does a wall run to cover the bridges gap.
He can feel the heat of the beast as it turns his gaze on him, the running meat bag. Five more steps and up the ladder races through his mind. One, two, three, four, f... he is tripped up by a pole sticking straight up from the ground. He face plants in the dirt, busting teeth as he slides to a violent halt.
He claws his way forward, but not fast enough. The creature is on top of him. He doesn't have to turn around to feel the intense heat the creature is giving off.
If only he had listened to his mother when she told him that today was not a good day to go out, ...