I was fumbling through the forest, trying to find the way out the labyrinth that we have entered.What James and Tara didn't know was that we had entered the Dead Forest.

Not many leave the dead forest because of the carnivorous predators that pursue, but I was planning to get out alive.

As I walk past the same hollowed trees for the fifth time, my thoughts wonder to all the stupid decisions I have made.I tried so hard to hide my emotions but instead of acting as a stranger to Tara, I helped her save James and even stopped her from crying.If it were anyone else, they would have been killed for weakness.

I didn't like what was happening to me.

My thoughts spiral down to earth as soon as I had the familiar sensation of being watched.

No, hunted.

I reared my leg back, ready to run at the first glimpse of a predator but i didn't get the chance.The 6 foot beast pounced on me in one swift move and took its chance to rip through my jacket, ready to tear me down to shreds.

I yelped in surprise and stuck my small pocket knife into the thick hood of the beast.Its sharp pupils drew small with surprise but this didn't last long.It looked back at me with accusation before bearing its fangs high, ready to strike me down.

I took the fraction of time it left me and rolled to the side, letting the fangs violently sink into the ground. I jumped to my feet and took my battle stance. The beast stood on its hind legs and glared back at me, screaming in anger before ramming into me.

I used the action to my advantage and grabbed into his ugly horns and jumped onto his back.I stabbed his head and cut through its neck with one swift action.It crumpled to the ground in a second and laid there helplessly.

Dead.I smiled in satisfaction and sauntered my way back to our little campsite.

Unfortunately, the sensation of being watched wasn't gone and it sent chills down my spine, but ignoring it, i walk towards the campsite.

I still felt like I was being watched though...