One hundred and seventeen

 Totally oblivious, the rest of the group continued onward. A few seconds later, Dante, Bree, and Ryan repeated the move. They did it again and again, picking off the humans. They might have done it again, but then one of the group stepped onto a bear trap; his pain-filled cry echoed throughout the forest as the two jaws clamped around his foot and he dropped to the ground. Several humans gathered around him.

 Panicked, one human crouched beside him. "Shit, what happened?"

 "A bear trap." Jace.

 "I can't get it off!"

 Jace again: "Of course you can't. You're not supposed to be able to. Be careful, there'll be more around."

 "Do you think they have the place rigged?" one asked him.

 "I wouldn't be surprised if the closer we get, the more traps there are. And not just bear traps."