Chapter 23: The Only Safe Place
The creature carried Tammy toward the woods as she fought unconsciousness. Her mind wills her to move, to fight, to lash out, but her body can’t muster the strength to do so. The thing walked slowly and steadily, muttering something in that foreign language that Tammy couldn’t understand and Mr. Crow cawed overhead. And Mr. Crow was up there, circling and diving high up above them. He disappeared into the trees and reappeared seconds later. Squawking, he came to the creature’s shoulder and cawed down at Tammy. ‘Tam-mee. Oh-Kay.’ “No. I’m not okay.” She shot back at the talking bird. Furiously turning in the creature’s grip, Tammy flipped so that she could see exactly how close to the forest they were—it was far too close. She didn’t stand a snowball’s chance in July if the creature got
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