Silence, Solitude, and Safety (Open)

[sparrow]

Narrating, Talking, Thoughts, Others Talking

Ebony walked cautiously towards the bushes. This could be anything. A monster, another person, one of the spirits...or just one of the other campers' pets. For a moment she realized the irony of her situation: the crazy girl had to be the brave one, but she quickly pushed it aside. If she was going to do this, she needed to focus. Treading with a step as silent as a sphinx, Ebony reached the bushes. As she took the final step, she lauched herself forward. Ebony felt herself land on something soft, something living. She jabbed it as hard as she could with her stick, and tossed dust in the general direction of the eyes. Then she peeled away. One more jab...

[Artmis]

Narrating, Talking, Thoughts, Others Talking

Jenna felt another body attack her with a stick. It didn't hurt Jenna but sure enough got her mad. Once the body was off of her, Jenna ran to the tree with the dagger in it. Jenna started to climb the tree. She almost got to the dagger when she looked down at the other two. Jenna reached over to the dagger and pulled it out of the tree.

[angel]

Narrating, Talking, Thoughts, Others Talking

Anastasia jumped slightly with each jab the other girl made towards the intruder. At any moment, she expected the creature to lash out and kill them both. This is how I die. Alone in the woods with a strange girl who also tried to kill me. Suddenly, Anastasia saw a figure dart forward towards one of the trees. Her eyebrows scrunched together in confusion as to why the intruder would choose that tree until she suddenly realized that the knife lay lodged in that tree. I have to stop that thing before it gets a real weapon! she thought desperately as her mouth opened in a silent scream of terror. Anastasia tore her eyes away from the climbing creature and glanced at her only weapon: the rock. With a deep breath, she clutched the rock in her right hand and took aim. Anastasia's arm shot forward just as her hand released the projectile sending it straight towards the intruder's outstretched hand as it attempted to free the knife. Hopefully I can hit it and do something other than make it mad... As her thoughts trailed off, Anastasia realized that the creature could still climb back down. As fast as she could, she began searching for more items such as sticks and rocks. I feel so stupid gathering sticks as if they were swords or knives. Anastasia grumbled internally as she passed a new armful of 'ammunition' to her former enemy who had become her new ally.