She’d stayed that way for a long time. Hours must have passed since the woods echoed with the monstrous yell of the beast and she’d seen its dark shape stride through the trees. Hours since she’d heard Ben’s pleading, terrified voice. God, he must’ve met an awful death. The thing had come her way, and passed her by. But it might be lurking near. She couldn’t stay on the ground much longer. She had to urinate badly, and she didn’t want to wet herself. Finally, she rolled onto her belly. She raised her head. Her eyes searched the forest. The air had a blue-gray cast, and she could see a long distance into the surrounding trees. With sudden dread, she realized that the night’s protective darkness was gone. She got to her knees. Her right arm, numb from being crushed by her body for so long, hung useless at her side. Slowly, feeling returned to the arm. It tingled and burned. She shook it. She flexed her fingers. When the arm felt usable again, she stood up. She turned slowly, studying the woods.
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