The Hunted

CHAPTER 3:THE SHACK

I started feeling drowsy and weak,I had lost too much blood."Stay with me boy" my dad voice echoed into my ear as he encouraged me to stay conscious.

We walked aimlessly through the jungle,passing through shrubs,tall grasses,pines and huge trees.

The jungle was as tranquil as a grave yard as soft breeze blew across jolting tree branches.

The moon was gradually becoming visible as it broke away from the thick dark cloud which had surrounded it.Everywhere was calm,at the moment.

Suddenly,the sound of a loud bawl echoed through the jungle,awakening my consciousness.It had to be the creature or something like it.My heart missed a beat as I swallowed hard.The earth beneath us quivered as the creature got closer and closer.

My dad increased his pace as he clinged to my arm,l limped as he carried me with him.I could feel him trembling as the thumping sound of his heart beat echoed through his chest.It was the first time I'll see my dad scared.

I looked up and saw the shape of a shack form few metres in front of us."Dad,I see as shack few metres away" I said,with a tone of urgency mixed with fear." Yeah,I see it too" my dad replied,panting.

With the way I was limping,we wouldn't make it to the shack on time ,we had to distract whatever was coming after us.My dad increased his pace,so did I as we approached the shack.

Suddenly,everywhere became quiet,I started hearing a sniffing sound just behind us.I looked back and I saw a silhouette, it was the creature! "Dad?" I muttered in a hush tone.My dad looked back,his eyes dilated as he stared at the silhouette."Boy,you'll have to go into the shack without me" he said,trying not to stutter."Dad,no!" I blurted.
"There's no time boy,go! I'll distract it" he shot back at me,giving me a stern look.

I took a last glance at him as I hobbled towards the shack.Now almost at the shack,I looked back hoping to see my dad trailing behind but my vision was obscured by the murkiness.Silence stole the atmosphere,it was strange.

I became scared,my dad was a man with the heart of a lion,he wasn't going to be taken down without a fight.when I was 12,at the lawn of our house I was attacked by some fierce stray dogs,my dad was my hero.I watched in amazement as he singlehandedly fought off the dogs.They were just dogs,not monsters.Right now,what he was up against were 100times more than the stray dogs,they were the devils mercenary.

Just as I was about to climb up the wooden stairs of the shack,I heard a thud followed by a loud groan,then I started hearing footsteps approaching my direction."Dad?"

I called out as I tried to focus my eyes on the silhouette running towards me.The darkness made it impossible to make out the figure approaching me.

I took a step backward carefully watching the silhouette.I was ready to make a run for it should the silhouette not be my father.

"Get inside,now!" the voice of my dad broke through the silence as it echoed through my ears.Quickly,I sprung up the wooden stairs and shove the grizzled wooden door open.I held the door open as I watched my dad race towards the door."Run dad,run!" I cried.As my dad leapt through the stairs he was shoved down by a predator I know well from movies,its bloodshot eyes made me scream.It was a wolf,not just a wolf....a werewolf.

I watched in shock as the creature battled my weak dad to the ground.My dad fought hard to keep the werewolf from gnawing him but I knew it wouldn't take long for him to succumb to the Wolf's strength.He was going to die.

The only way my dad would survive the scuffle unscathed was if I helped him but there was another bloodlust creature out there and I had the feeling it was close by watching.

The creature that attacked me was blind but it had a nose for blood,just as a mouse has a nose for cheese.So among its 5 sense organs it uses four but it still was a perfect hunter.if only my dad was bleeding...I took a glimpse at my dad."Oh shit!" he's bleeding,I muttered to myself.

This whole saga just took a nasty twist.With the side of my eyes I saw something move,quickly I faced the direction of the movement. In a flash,I saw something appear from the dark,it raised its head towards my direction,sniffing the air it plunged forward.Immediately, I shut the door.I heard a sniffing sound behind the door then everything went dead silent.

It must have been the other creature,the blood Craver.The hair at the back of my neck stood as the thought of my dad still outside tormented my mind, not only was he outside in the cold night,he was at the mercy of two vicious creatures.He was fighting for his life and I couldn't do anything to help him.I won't be able to live with the guilt if he ends up dead.