**** Alyssa ****
Mustering the remnants of my energy, I turn and lunge over the cliff’s edge. For one wild moment, I feel gloriously free. Until a split second later, a sharp pain grips my arm at the elbow. I flail and twist like a hooked fish on a line, desperate to wiggle free, but I’m definitely stuck. I know it’s him pulling me back up. With his jaws clamping tight and his teeth puncturing my skin, I can feel my skin tearing from my futile resistance. He tosses me back on the dirt and away from the cliff edge like a discarded flipping chew toy. I roll across the ground, my leg muscles aching from the run, my chest heaving, my skin burning from the abrasions, and now my arm is a bloody ragged mess.
He steps toward me and sniffs my arm, I see sadness swirling in the golden orbs of his
