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As she stopped to catch her breath, she looked back…

 As she stopped to catch her breath, she looked back. Her first mistake was being relieved when she didn’t see it behind her anymore. 

Her second mistake was deciding it was okay for her to stay still for a few minutes longer.

Her biggest mistake, however, was coming to these woods in the first place. 

Agreeing to this camping trip with her friends seemed innocent enough, but if she had known they wanted to go to these specific woods in Baldenboro, she would have demanded they go to another. Now, this… thing… was after her. She had no idea where her friends were and no way to contact them since she had dropped her phone as she ran, and there was no way in hell she was going to stop to pick it up.

She gathered her bearings; she was sure that the thing - was it a huge wild cat? It didn’t look or act like any cat she was aware of; wild or domestic - had to be far enough away at this point that she could find her car and get the fuck out of there. It had to be. She didn’t hear it anywhere near her. The woods were silent, so if it was close to her, she would have heard the rustling of the underbrush or the deeply disturbing throat noises it made as it prepared to pounce.

Wait a second… the woods were silent?

What had happened to the sounds of the nocturnal wildlife? 

A chill ran down her spine along with the distinct feeling she was being watched.

That chill was soon replaced by the hot breath of The Beast on her neck. It seemed to taunt her as it made that throat noise it had made just before killing her girlfriend, now just centimeters behind her head.

She wanted to scream. She wanted to test her luck and run again. However, she found herself rooted to the spot as her voice stuck in her throat.

The Beast taunted her one last time with an earth-shaking roar, which was the last thing she ever heard.
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