Never go in the woods alone
As she ran through the woods, her feet hit the moss with a thud each time. It was getting dark, and she was already late. Glancing down at the watch on her wrist, a gift from her grandmother, Lucy, didn’t see the branch fall. A crack echoed through the forest walls, the small animals running for cover. They sensed the danger before she had. Usually careful, the tall brunette was taking chances. She didn’t see the shadow that had been watching her from the edge of the water. As she fell face-first into the deeply cushioned ground cover, her body stiffened. The sound of footsteps broke her groans. She hadn’t planned on being out this late, and given her track record with strangers, this was a big mistake.
