Excerpt from The Hunted...
If I should wake before I die… Then I’m finally free.
Running, I am almost out of breath. I can’t see anything around me due to the darkness and the fog that descended in just minutes. I didn’t think twice when I saw the bloodbath that waited for me in that cabin. My boyfriend, well what was left of his body painted the walls and the floor a bright red.
Snap. Ducking behind the tree next to me, I barely make it before the flashlight runs across the spot I was just in. Ever since I fled the cabin, I noticed that someone was chasing me. Someones. I have counted four beams of light, but we were supposed to be alone here. The park ranger said this place isn’t popular this time of the year. I understand why. The temperature is dropping fast. The snowstorm is supposed to come in the next twenty-four hours.