ShelterA Chapter by JessieShelter The woods are
thick and covered with moss and weeds.
It’s hard to find your footing most of the time, but you’ve camped
before and you’re no stranger to the wilderness. You decide to make your camp somewhere close to a water source,
this, naturally, requires you to locate a lake or river nearby. You walk for what feels like ages, stumbling
over tree roots and leaves and all sorts of other forest rubble, scraping your
knees and elbows more than once. Given
the circumstance, you decide that it’s best to plow on, searching. After hours of wandering, constantly
thinking you’ve made a circle, you happen upon a lake. It’s small, you can clearly see the other
side, but it’s deep. You wonder if
there are fish inside. You take a
moment to rest and drink some of the cool, clear water. It tastes fine. After a few
minutes, you think you hear something approach from behind. Startled, you turn, but there’s nothing
there. You take one final sip and ditch
the lake for fear of meeting the strange island’s inhabitants. You’ve seen enough sci-fi movies to know
that the doctor would never have let you leave if he hadn’t thought pain was
waiting for you out here. You walk for
at least five minutes in the opposite direction of the water source. Thirsty predators were certain to visit the
lake. A tree with low, thick branches
catches your attention. You climb up,
remembering your childhood days of swinging from tree to tree. A light feeling accompanies the journey
upwards, until you’re so high up that you can see over many of the other
trees. You decide to make your home
beneath the huge tree, so that if trouble comes you can just climb up, and it
will provide an excellent vantage point, if needed. You climb down,
slowly, careful with each foot and hand so you don’t die before your adventure
has even begun. But you are
careless. Your surgical knife lies at
the bottom of the tree, where you’d left it, and you don’t look at the ground
before you jump. Once you reach the
forest floor, you notice a large, vicious-looking animal that resembles a
cat. You knife is a few feet away, but
a little closer to the animal than you feel comfortable with. To your left, an open space to run. You don’t have much time to choose…
Fight? Or Flight? If you choose
to fight, move to the next section in Blue. If you choose
to run away, move to the next section in Green. © 2013 JessieAuthor's Note
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