Evan
👤 SpeakerAppearances Over Time
Podcast Appearances
Twenty.
Time stretches in fear.
At some point I heard a slow scrape, like claws on metal, coming from the direction of my truck.
Not ripping.
Not frantic.
Just a testing sound, like something running nails along a surface to see what it's made of.
Then the scrape stopped, and the next sound was a soft thump.
Like something hopping into the truck bed.
My truck was locked.
The bed had a cover.
There shouldn't have been a way in without noise.
But the sound was there.
A shift of weight.
A slight creak.
Then nothing.
I didn't move until dawn.
When the sky finally started to lighten, I unzipped my tent and stepped out into air that felt too clean.
Like the night hadn't happened.
Wes emerged too.
We walked to the truck together, slow, scanning the ground.