The air came to slowly and pain rained throughout his body. Everything around started to fade into darkness, the tree was getting closer and closer. All of it was near an end, doubt started to fill his mind and he started to slow. He caught view of a man on the sideline.
The man was there to cheer on the man behind him. The man looked past him but pointed strait into his face. 'Him! YOU WILL PASS HIM!' Adrenaline rushed through the runners body and he kicked as fast and as hard as he ever had before.
Each part of his body moved with machine timing and everything became a blur of lights and an endless roar from the people on the sidelines. The burst of energy had shot him past an unknown amount of people, but no one had passed him. He had fought against the man in the crowd and won.
-NK
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Interesting the way this vignette moves in and out from inside the protagonist to outside and back again. Unusual too in that it's remarkably non-visual for a vignette--that's not a criticism, because I think it works quite well.
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