I backed away fearfully from the slowly pursuing beasts as they followed me their eyes bulged with their hunger.I tried not to show fear as I slashed at them with my crude spear they then broke out in primal howls that filled my head with a maddening throb. I howled in my own anguish and they all stopped and stared at me curiously.
Then all of a sudden I heard two shots ring out one of the beasts fell dead. A red burst of blood welled forward from its chest. The remaining ones retreated fearfully into the brush I watched in stunned silence as they blended seamlessly into the thick canopy of foliage like ghosts of the wild.
Then I saw the cruel eyed man looking right at me clearly I was his next target.He was a good fifty yards away but the rifle he held could have easily taken me out at that distance.My pulse raced again and I was seized with atavistic survival instinct.I ran quickly zigzagging from tree to tree I heard the mans cruel laughter and his stealthy, brisk steps approaching me.
I knelt down and watched him as he chambered another round smoothly. Then he raised the rifle taking careful aim just as the rifle cracked I lost my footing and slid down a steep ravine the landing was painful but I thanked god I was still alive.The bullet ricocheted with a distinct whine precisely parting the leaves. Again I could hear my rapid heart beat accompanying my rapid breathing like a symphony.
I had scraped my elbow and could see the blood pooling on the sleeve of my shirt.It was the least of my concerns though my pursuer was still coming for me despite having lost sight of me.i heard him whistling at me like you would whistle at a dog if you were trying to get it to come to you.I was wise enough to realize he was trying to make me angry thereby drawing me out and making me an easy target I was smart enough to stay put.
I lay still with my face to the soft, muddy ground my hands were locked protectively behind my head. My heart had slowed enough to where I could hear something approaching me from the other side. I looked back slowly it looked like there was nobody there. Maybe it was just one of the beasts from earlier I rather hoped it was I may die a painful death at their merciless savagery but at least chances were they would do so quickly.
I knew almost certainly my human pursuers wanted me alive, though they would kill me without hesitation if necessary.They would no doubt let me die in some stinking, shit hole prison where they would torture me sadistically for their own amusement.
I felt the cold steel of a gun barrel pressed against the back of my head."Move one damn muscle even blink an eye and I'll paint the trees with your brains" a voice hissed in my ear.There was nothing I could do if I moved at all he would shoot me I turned it over in my head deliberating whether or not I should try to kill the man who held the gun on me.The spear was out of reach but I remembered a crude dagger that was hid in my boot.I had spent weeks shaping its blade and meticulously honing it on a stone. The handle was made of wood wrapped in cordage. I raised one hand in surrender and stealthily slid the other hand inside my boot.