The bet

The Great Bear

Ella's perspective
Run, run, run. That's all I could think about. I don't even know where I'm supposed to go. Despite being terrified for my life, I found my mine wandering back to the odd group of people I met not ten seconds ago. Were they even people? One of them definitely was- although he was wearing rather strange clothes and was very old for a being of the race of Man. The oldest person I ever knew in Laketown was 64. This man must be older, right?
As for the rest of the group I didn't even know if they were humans. They were quite short- the tallest one only being up to my chin. They all had rather peculiar beards, in fact most of them were quite funny.
There was another being in the group. He was smaller than the others and didn't have a beard. He had curly brown hair and... he wasn't wearing any shoes? Poor man, he can't even afford shoes. His feet must be killing him.
While staring at the mans large hairy feet, I managed to trip over a strategically placed rock. I landed face first in the sodden ground. Well, that's me done for. I could already hear the trampling of the large (and possibly deadly) animal that was chasing us. Best just to lie here and face the consequences.
Just as I was weighing the pros and cons of my decision to lie back and let humanity take its course, I was lifted- rather forcefully- up of the wet ground.
I could see house now. It looked liked heaven, and that gave me the incentive to start running again. Every second I ran two things happened: the house got closer; and I became increasingly more tired.
We crashed into the doors collectively. Each one of us rushing hurriedly to get them open. The animal- which I now see was a bear- was hot on our heels.
The group fumbled with the door for a few more seconds before finally wrenching it open. Now the struggle of opening the door was no longer there, it transferred itself into the more intensified struggle of closing it. What made matters worse was the fact the bears ginormous head was poking its way through the slight crack in the doorway.
With an almighty push the huge doors were finally shut, and with that the threat of death disappeared as well. For now at least.