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Dr. Spencer Reid (awkwardgenius) wrote in vas_captio_rpg,

Reid heard a twig snap, and his heart leapt into his throat. Needless to say, his nerves were on edge in this place, and the tiniest noise when he was supposed to be alone was more than enough to terrify him and forced the adrenaline to pump. The sound had come from his left somewhere, extremely close. He sucked in a breath and held it, ears straining for any sounds that may follow the first. There were none.

His chest unknotted and he relaxed ever so slightly. And then there was another snap, louder and closer, and Reid lost his nerve. He turned, dragging the baseball bat behind him with both hands, and ran in the opposite direction. He was in no mood to deal with whatever or whoever had made that sound, and the large forest was already starting to creep him out, and all he knew was that he wanted back in the village as soon as possible. Find Stephen, or Willard, or Kimberly and Connor... he didn't really care who, he just didn't want to be alone anymore. He didn't want to... feel this exposed.

His navy Chucks scraped through the dry leaves, kicking up dirt behind him, and he dragged the bat with one hand as the other clawed at the air in front of his face, trying to protect it from branches and twigs that slapped at him as he rushed past. He wasn't watching where he was going, he was reacting purely out of fear, fear and panic - emotions that, usually, he could control, but given the circumstances he was falling victim to. He just ran, heading for the village, desperate to get out of the --

Reid's shins and feet slammed into something solid, solid but not too hard, solid enough to trip him. He fell over it, scrawny body hitting the floor elbows-first, whatever it had been that he ran into successfully dumping him on his stomach on the ground. Yelping, he fought to crawl backward on his hands and knees, eyes staring harshly through his bangs to try and locate what it was he had stumbled over.

It was... someone. A who, not a what. Reid's stomach twisted and he backed up a little further, hand reaching out desperately to try and find the baseball bat... just in case.