Chapter 8 Life? Death? (1/2)
I slept till the morning not waking up at night whatsoever. The hunger kicked in again. It was like I didn't eat anything for couple of days. I stuffed myself with the berries to appease my hunger. I then packed my stuff and left, never coming back to that place again.
On the way I got hungry often, it was as if my body was burning away the food I ate. Even simple task of walking for a while made me hungry. I decided to hunt something because meat might satisfy my body for a bit longer.
I was like hungry wolf looking for pray. Not long after I found a rabbit and hunted it. I was much more experienced now and it seemed to me that I had more strength as well. The rabbit I hunted with my throwing spear didn't even manage to move after it was hit.
After the meal I continued on with my journey, when I got hungry I again started to hunt. It went like this till late afternoon, when I arrived at a small stream. I decided that this will be my next camping site and so started to build my own shelter and gather wood for fire.
I was almost sick of the meat and berries. I ate so many rabbits in one day that no human would be able to in couple of days. On the bright side my skin looked much better now and the hunger attacks happened less often. I then heard some noises, rapidly closing in on the area I was in.
I didn't know what would jump out so I prepared my large spear and throwing spears just in case. What popped out of the bushes was… a bear. And not just any bear, no. It was in rage, as if someone killed its child. When the bear spotted me I knew I was screwed.
Without any warning the bear charged at me. In panic I picked up my throwing spears and threw one after the other. I managed to throw all five spears. Four of them hit the target. I would be glad with this type of accuracy normally but at the end of these spears was not a tree but a large bear. The spears got stuck into the bear's hide and although didn't do large type of damage it slowed it down quite a bit. I imagine due to the pain. I then remembered, I had one more thing I could throw and that was the knife I got from the hunters I met couple of days ago.
The bear was getting closer but also ran in straight line with bloodshot eyes staring at me. I aimed the knife and threw it at the bear. Mind you I threw it the same way as a spear. I know, I know but if I tried to throw it differently I wasn't sure if it will even touch the target, even if it was not far away.
I managed to hit the bear's neck with the knife. It stood up on its hind legs and roared in pain. I thought 'Now or never' and rushed to the bear with my wooden spear. I was aiming at the bear's mouth but the bear had different plans. I managed to hit it on the neck again but the bear was having none of that and swiped its paw from my left.
”Swoosh” ”Thud””Crack”
I had no way to dodge that kind of attack so the result was me flying away a bit. The force was so great it actually broke my arm.
Human and bear both roared in pain. I was still conscious with my only weapon wooden spear in my right hand. My left hand broken hurting like hell, my whole left side also hurt but nothing was broken. The feeling was as if something huge rammed into you, it' was not pleasant.
I saw the bear struggle but still charged at me. I had no more strength to pick myself up and so my only solution to this problem was the same as with the wolf. Place the spear in front of me, prop it on the ground and hopefully the bear will ram into it and not swipe its paw at me.
In this life or death moment that lasted eternity, I waited for the bear to get close and placed the spear in front of me then closed my eyes.
”BOOM”
”ROOOAAAR!”
When I woke up, it was dark. My first though was 'I died' but then I saw stars and a huge bear laying not far away from me. The bear had my broken now wooden spear pierced through its mouth.