into the jungle

He knew it was following him, he could sense it in this darkness. He moved briskly, he had to walk about a mile before he could reach the streetlights. He had been walking for about three hours now, he needed a drink badly he knew he had to refill at the next stream but the rasping was getting louder, the creature had smelled him now it wouldn’t back off. It started growling; his whole life flashed before his eyes, the growls got shriller and longer till he could no longer avoid it he got up and turned off his alarm clock.

2 Comments Add yours

  1. Tony Single says:

    Damn weekdays are ravenous beasts, that’s for sure. Love this!

    1. Saring says:

      Thank you 😊 stress levels are indeed beastly I agree.

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