Warning: panic attack, fear of dying and feelings of abandonment. If these topics upset you, please read with caution. Take care.
He's gone. Right before I could tell him to take me somewhere else, or stay, he just...left.
I'm all alone. Alone in this horrible place.
I had just worked so hard to get out of here, now I'm back.
I look outside and see deep, dark woods. The smells of bark and leaves mix with the stench of blood. The sounds of cicadas sound like screams.
My throat tightens at the memories. I turn my head away, squeeze my eyes shut. Behind my eyelids, I see corpses and a snarling mouth.
Even though I saw that thing die right in front of me, I still can't shake the feeling of it being out there. If starvation or dehydration won't kill me first, something else might.
What if another one escapes? It could find me! It'll kill me!
This isn't good. I have to leave!
I run to the opening of the cave, stopping right before I could trip over the edge. I look down from the high, steep ledge. Below is more forest, looking back up at me like it wants to swallow me whole.
There's no way I can just jump out, I'll die for sure. There's no way out.
The fear gripping my entire body knocks me into a corner. My hands wrap around my shivering arms. I try breathing, but it feels more like choking.
My heart's beating so fast I feel it in my throat. Sweat races down my skin even though it's cold.
I'm gonna die.
I'm gonna die.
I'm gonna die alone.
Help.
Help, help helphelphelp!help help help!!
Helphelphelphelphelp!!
I grip my hair, pulling on it hard. The pain doesn't snap me out of it like I hoped. My hands shake violently. My teeth clench till they grind.
I need to get out of here! Now, now now now!!
No! I can't! I'll die out there! I'll die In here! There's nothing I can do!!
My limbs bunch up near my chest. I wrap my arms tightly around my legs. Tears stream down my tense face.
Goddamn it Winda....why are you like this? Why can't you be brave? Why can't you be strong? Why did you leave me here Bear?
I stay curled up against the cold, rocky wall, rocking back and forth. My hand presses against the wall, feeling cold, wet moss. The sensation is weirdly soothing.
Both hands press against it, caressing the spongey, wet substance. My brain eventually slows down, so does my hear rate. I've stopped shaking.
I rest my forehead against the cold rock, missing my bed.
Sleep. That's what I should do. Just get some rest, then you can figure this all out in the morning.
I nod, then rest against the frigid cave floor. I close my eyes and try to focus on more of my surroundings. The smell of wet rock, the squeaking of bats, the wind beating my back. It's not great, but I'll take it if it can get my mind off of other things.
I curl up on the cave floor, then, in the back of my mind, I think about Bear.
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