The flight

I stood there, rooted with fright. My senses were numb, I couldn't think straight. All that I could see was gruesome images of myself dead.

The devil gave of a growl. It brought me back to my senses. Without thinking anymore, I turned around and ran. I planned a way out of there. I was to go back to the camp and take my cycle.

I suddenly tripped. I closed my eyes as I fell on soft mushy grounds. I had nearly made it. But it was then that the creature loomed over me. It gave a low bark.

I opened my eyes to see that I had just fallen unconscious. The creature was still behind me. I turned back to see Supernova fighting with him.

Supernova was biting him viciously. The creature gave up and went away. And my lionhearted dog came up to me.

I hugged her like a bear. She had saved my life. She went completely over me, licking me all over.

I got up and returned back to camp. I was planning to pack up and leave on my cycle. But I felt so drowsy that I decided to sleep first. Without checking anything else, I went to my tent and slept heavily.

Next morning, I woke up to go outside and and see something that shocked me. My cycle had been literally torn apart. I had no means of escape. I planned on what to do next. The only thought that occurred to me was to send an SOS note with Supernova so that she could bring help. It was risky, it meant that I would have to lose my only protector. But I decided to let her go.

I wrote a note and attached it to her collar. I talked to her, I told her to bring anyone back to my camp. I told her that she was the only way I could live. I pushed her forward, encouraging her to go. She ran forward, it felt as if she understood my plight.

I decided to go back to the place where my friend's body laid. I reached there and saw the broken body. The head was completely twisted out of recognition. The limbs were bloody, torn apart. It was a horrible sight. I returned back to camp.

I spent the rest of the day up on a tree, finding it much safer up there than on the ground. I waited there. At night, I heard a rustle in the bushes below. It had returned, to finish me off.

I knew that I was much safer up there than below. I looked down to see it as a silhouette of it. I yet hadn't seen its colour and looks yet.

I heard another rustle just besides me. I turned to see a squirrel. The problem was, the creature had also heard it. It looked up and saw me. It began climbing the tree, much faster than I had expected...........

....................To be continued