Micah
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Just sat against a tree laid out as wide.
Then came the clicking.
Slow, measured, like knuckles cracking, one by one, right behind the tree.
Micah come here.
I human.
Its jaw was split like a beetle's mandibles.
It opened sideways and down too far, the teeth tiny, sharp, endless.
Then it was gone.
I must have blacked out, don't remember running, just waking face down in the dirt, knees bleeding, hands raw, pack torn, branches broken, I'd run hard.
But I didn't remember it.
Eventually, I found a fire road and collapsed near an old hunting blind.
I stayed there for hours, curled up and shaking, until two hikers came by.
They told me I was whispering when they found me.
Kept saying it knew my name.
At the clinic in Pine Hollow, a ranger came to talk.
You got off the trail, he said.
I didn't, I told him.
He just looked at me a long time.
Then asked, you hear anything talk to you?
I nodded.