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Wiping my ass with nap time.
Sol was still snoozing, snoring away in her sleeping bag when I heard it. Thought I was losing my mind at first, but I was hearing what I thought I was hearing. Picked up a blade, slipping out of the tent and zipping the flap shut behind me. It was close now.
Heard it breathing, scenting the air as it came out into the open. A low growl when it saw me. Then a snarl.
"Must be midnight somewhere. Cheatin bastard." Hell hound. Hated hell hounds. This one looked confused that I could see it. Guess that wasn't part of its plan. Hell, there really wasn't much of a plan to my life these days. Pointed the machete at it, knowing I was up shit creek without a paddle. Sure I could yell for Sol, but did I really want her to see this? Weighted my options for a second as it circled the camp, sniffing at the Impala and the firepit.
"Here boy." Whistled lightly before throwing a rock at it. That got its attention. It lunged and I turned, running into the woods. Heard it behind me, tearing up the ground as it barked and snarled. Needed to run faster but my lungs were already on fire.
Spotted the creek ahead and jumped, landing in the water with a crash. A second later another crash let me know it was still after me. No chance of giving it the slip in the water, not with my back still bleeding. Looked around for it, trying to spot it as I surfaced, gasping for air. Where the hell was it?
Shit.
Had a second to think it before I felt the claw wrap around my ankle, dragging me back under the water.
Heard it breathing, scenting the air as it came out into the open. A low growl when it saw me. Then a snarl.
"Must be midnight somewhere. Cheatin bastard." Hell hound. Hated hell hounds. This one looked confused that I could see it. Guess that wasn't part of its plan. Hell, there really wasn't much of a plan to my life these days. Pointed the machete at it, knowing I was up shit creek without a paddle. Sure I could yell for Sol, but did I really want her to see this? Weighted my options for a second as it circled the camp, sniffing at the Impala and the firepit.
"Here boy." Whistled lightly before throwing a rock at it. That got its attention. It lunged and I turned, running into the woods. Heard it behind me, tearing up the ground as it barked and snarled. Needed to run faster but my lungs were already on fire.
Spotted the creek ahead and jumped, landing in the water with a crash. A second later another crash let me know it was still after me. No chance of giving it the slip in the water, not with my back still bleeding. Looked around for it, trying to spot it as I surfaced, gasping for air. Where the hell was it?
Shit.
Had a second to think it before I felt the claw wrap around my ankle, dragging me back under the water.