Ana instinctively reached for her pocket knife, hoping to at least scare the creature. Maybe she'd be able to get past it and run for her life. She suddenly remembered everything. How she'd been dragged away from camp. How she'd stabbed the creature and then lost her knife. How she'd hit a branch. And then nothing. She must have hit the branch pretty hard because it had knocked her out.
She looked around the cave, trying to find something she could use for a weapon. She couldn't find anything. "Oh God!" she said half out of fear and half hoping God was real.
She looked around the cave, trying to find something she could use for a weapon. She couldn't find anything. "Oh God!" she said half out of fear and half hoping God was real.