Pushing through the rickety door, my senses became heighten and the smell of water clenched my throat.
The thirst I gain progressed as I start to wonder around the small area of grassland I slept in overnight.
I feel the ground and it's moist. Seconds later the ground starts to crack open with spills of water gushing out. Staring around, I slowly think, trying to devise a quick attempt to move away but it only becomes a thought.
All of a sudden the water starts to fill up, and then I realize why the ground is shallowed out so low. The waterhole starts to fill, whilst I run out to wait for the water to rise out and give me strength.
Moments later I can hear packs of things running straight towards me, slowly turning around, I can feel the tension slowly heat up. It's them and I have to hide if I wanna make it.
