45 do you have snack? (1/2)

Even after a few attempts of shouting for help, the only answered she get was the susurration of the branches and the silent cold breeze passing by her.

She had no choice but to continue going deeper to the maze-like woods.

The time seemed to run quicker than usual, her surrounding started to get a thick fog and much dimmer light. Seraphina pouted as she slumped to the ground —exhausted.

”Calm down, stomach. I can't even use my sense of taste yet you dare—.” She grumbles but stopped midway in her sentence.

*RUSTLE*

Though the forest haze started to get thicker and she had a little use of her eyes now, her other senses heightened, thus, hearing a meek rustling sound, she immediately search its source.

For some reason, her body instinctively began to crawl —making its way to the source of the sound.

”Hey, are you sure we'll just leave it like that?”

”Why not? As if anyone can reach this place.”

An audible voice was heard from where Seraphina is. She proceeded to cautiously walk with her bended knees whilst lowering her upper body. Reaching a big trunk of a tree, she hid behind it and peek of what was happening.

A few meters from her, there are two men talking. They are few meters away from each other —explains why their conversation was rather loud and could be heard to Seraphina's spot.

Although it was getting darker, and from her position, she could not see the person's face, her eyes still gleamed with happiness thinking that she is saved! The hoodoo living inside her stomach was jubilant —at last, it can finally have her fill.

Just as she was about to call out to them, a shining reflection was seen behind one of the men. It was too familiar to her that even a glimpse of it, from its form, shape and its size, it is unmistakable that it is a rifle.

Hiding behind once again behind the big trunk, then peek once again —in this kind of situation, Seraphina's subconscious mind already made out a plan real quick.

[Indistinct chattering]

Stretching her arms to reach a palm-sized rock, then slowly walk like a feather to one of the men nearest her position.

*THUD*

With the sound of solid material hitting someone's flesh, the man's consciousness left him and with a thud, his body crash to the muddy ground.

”Come on man, let's go back to the warehouse!” The other man spoke with the boldness of his manly voice, he called out to the man who's now lost his awareness.

”Harry? Yo, man we need to hurry back!”

”I don't have time for your stupid pranks.” He continued. His tune got a bit anxious receiving no response to the other party. Due to the thick fog, he cautiously strode to the other guy's original position.

As he went closer to his companion, he saw a glimpse of a foot and after a few more steps,

Blood.