Just as Ryan seemed to be getting comfortable and starting to drift off again, a loud yell pierced through the air. I flinched and jerked myself awake again, looking around frantically. Was someone calling my name or yelling my name? What the hell was going on?!
When I caught sight of a man running our way at breakneck speeds and holding what looked like a large knife in one of his hands, panic began filling me again. I scrambled to stand up and stumble backward, tripping on my own feet in my haste to get away from him and away from Ryan. However, I didn't make it far as another hand wrapped itself securely around my wrist and yanked me back onto the ground as well as preventing me from escaping. I glanced back toward the figure who had grabbed me to see a guy around my age with dark brow
