Into the Wild
“What was that?”
No one answered. No one dared to. For an hour—well, perhaps minutes—not a word, not a murmur passed our lips. Instead, at three in the morning, we huddled together in quaking fear, drew close to the campfire, and listened.
It was out there.
What it was, though, no one knew, except for the fact we could hear it—in the bushes, thrashing around, prowling through the
