Chapter 27
He looked up towards the sky. The sun was shining. It really looked like a lovely day.
Except it wasn’t a lovely day.
He was afraid.
For his life.
He was in the middle of the woods.
He was panting, being nearly out of breath.
Something back there was chasing after him.
He pressed one palm against a tree, looking back.
It was nowhere.
He hoped he lost it.
He had already lost his gun back there, while running.
He shot it whatever it was.
But he was taking no chances to see what was it that he had shot.
Something told him that it wasn’t something that would be killed off very easily.
No matter how many times he had shot it.
The bullets would have slowed it down.
But not stop it.
It was the single most frightening thing he had ever seen since his own mother first g
