In one swift movement, the branch snapped and I saw her...

I watched her, reel towards my way. But she was struck down with several burning arrows. As She dropped into the thick, deep layered mud, her face plastered into shock. I plunged almost submerging myself in the mud. The bubbling slop burned my skin and steeped into my cuts. I frantically slopped through the muck. Finally, hauling myself from the mud, I had my backpack in hand, I stopped a ranger in the distance. He waved, his dark clothes covered most of his body.   Must be a bounty hunter. I remember my goal and what I have to do. I take one more glance at the snake woman, and start walking west. 

After a few miles, I sit on a fallen down tree. Taking off my backpack, I rummage through it to see what's inside. A knife,  three apples, seven bagged sandwiches, two pickpocket knives, and some rope. I take one apple and the pickpocket knife. The sun is still high in the sky. I breathe in the forest air. Peeling the apple, a sudden inhumane yell.