Amaya saw the face of a bull with two big and long horns on its head. She screamed.
"Marx!"
When the 'thing' heard her shout, it became angry. It moved Amaya from its shoulder. Amaya was now pressed against its hairy chest. Even if Amaya shouted, her voice was turned into muffled moans.
The 'thing' started running, and it ran very fast. Its hooves were imprinted on the ground and it gave Amaya comfort because she knew that Marx and Vasquez would be able to track her following the marks on the ground.
But then, they came to a river, and the river was wide. The 'thing' walked upriver for some time before going to its bank to leave the river.
'Damn! This animal is pretty smart.' Amaya cursed silently.
She needed to think of a way to escape. She thought of activating the weapons in her hunting vest but the 'thing's' hold on her was not too tight.