During the dull afternoon, as the old rusty gates slowly open, the zealous crowd roars in delight from the balconies. The raging bulls charge towards us, exponentially building their speed and anger with every step they take. A wave of nerves sweep over me as I feel the unstable ground rumble like a devastating earthquake.

I try and sprint away from the massive bulls that chase me with their deadly horns and powerful bodies. Around me, people are recklessly screaming and running frantically, trying to avoid the stampeding bulls. What I thought was going to be an exciting challenge, is turning out to be a disastrous nightmare.