SAM
We continue moving in the moon, through the dense grass until we reach a place with no single tree in view.
The grasslands are sprawled vastly and I begin wondering where the animals are.
Behind us, feebly, we can hear the creatures making noise, noise that is too unmistakable. They're obviously having a feast on the newcomers.
“The f*****g beasts won't look for us anymore. They have enough food for now." Nelson says.
“Maybe they'll learn to climb on trees.” I reply.
“Maybe. But one or two of them will have been eaten. Remember we only went up the trees after one of us sacrificed himself.” He observes.
I still remember the gory details as the creatures devoured one of us, tearing out his flesh when he was still alive and cracking open his skull to gulp his brains.
“Those creatu
