To Cheat Death

She looked back. The shadows were moving again.

Shivering, she thought,
"The cabins not far. About half a mile or so til the cabin, till safety."

She was lying to herself and she knew it.
She shuddered at the thought.

"Don't think like that," she muttered. "Of course I'll be safe there."
Besides what was she afraid of? Nothing was out there.

Still, she couldn't shake the feeling of being watched.

The bright moon did its best to imitate a dull sun and sent quivering shadows of the trees across her path.
She supposed she should be grateful for the light, but the eerie moonlight created more dancing shadows than seemed realistic.

Then a new thought made her freeze in terror.

There was no wind. So why where the shadows moving?