Ch. 9: Darkness
Sam
I wait until I can't hear footsteps, is he gone? Did he get lost? Should I go find him? In case he's tricking me, I slowly come out from behind the thick trunk of the tree. I don't see him or hear his footsteps. I start to get worried, what if he gets hurt, what if I can't find him?
White fluff pats my hands, I look up into the grey, clouded sky. Oh fudge, it's snowing! Now I won't even know where he went because his tracks will be gone in a few minutes. I hurry along retracing my footsteps which are already beginning to fade and rush along with them. A twig snaps nearby behind me, a bone-chilling howl breaks through the forest. I whip around, frightened. I hear footsteps behind me, but I don't wait to see if it's Chris. I blast through the maze of trees, nearly slipping on the softened snow. I dare a glance behind my shoulder and I'm jerked to the ground. The edge of my vision is speckled with stars, my body is numb, I can't move my arms or legs. Are those footsteps?
My head pounds loudly with every heartbeat. I try to move but my limbs remain immobile. I hear quiet, heavy thumps near me. Yeah, definitely footsteps, but they don't sound human. I start panicking, breathing faster, my headaches so much that it hurts to move it. I feel unconsciousness starting to tug at me, but I still don't know what it's from. I feel something, someone, pick me up, I feel my jacket be punctured by multiple sharp objects, by how they're arranged, it's like teeth. Whatever it is, it's warm and smooth, like snakeskin. I felt like we started moving when I'm dragged under into the darkness.