Isaiah

It sounded so wrong, drawn out like a door slowly opening.

Chris let out a whimper as it called him.

I froze and waited for something, anything to happen.

There was a long silence and I held my breath for as long as I could.

I couldn't wait anymore.

Very slowly, I reached out to Chris and put my hand on his shoulder and very carefully, we both lifted our feet and managed to step without making a sound.

We back-stepped away from the voice and didn't stop moving, but ever so carefully.

So, so slowly.

I didn't care how long it would take us to get somewhere.

If it took us an hour every step, we were going to get out.

Chris backed into a tree and gasped audibly.

The clicking started up immediately.

rolled on consistently moving towards us i didn't know what to do all i could think of was to screw my eyes shut and try not to scream as we stood there the clicking came to a stop an arm's length away from where we stood silence

Fear took over.

Chris switched on the light and tore off in the other direction without looking behind him.

I wheeled in place and held the lantern in my sight like nothing else existed.

We didn't dare look at that thing, but we could hear it.

Our footsteps thudded on the grass, and the thing pursued us with a tap, tap, tap, tap, tap, now like scurrying little claws on hard earth.

As I ran desperately to catch up to the light, the sound suddenly rose up behind me and over our heads in between the trees.

This wasn't happening.