“It was a scrawny mountain lion—one that clearly hadn’t enjoyed a full meal in a while. He dropped the branches that he had collected and walked away, heading to the left of the campground, but the eyes followed him. He fantasied about climbing a tree, but he had to get back to the teens. He walked off, faster than before, in another direction. It took all his willpower to keep from sprinting, which would only force the creature to strike. Kenneth knew that he would have to take his chances and ...run back to the campsite, hoping that the fire would ward the animal off. He twisted around, trying to spot the glow of the fire, but he couldn’t. Sweat beaded down his neck despite the cool air. If he didn’t get to the safety of the fire, he might not survive. Frantically fishing in his pockets, he found everything but his pistol, which he had left back at the camp. “Son of a …” The mountain lion’s rumbling growl and frenzied drooling cut him off. He spun around and saw that the red gleam in its eyes was bigger.MoreLessRead More Read Less
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