Alexander stopped dead in his tracks and let out a heavy sigh, "Looks like we''re totally lost." Hearing that, Quinn felt a wave of panic wash over her, losing any sense of safety she had left.


    "It''s okay. I''m here. I won''t let anything happen to you," Alexander reassured her, trudging a bit further.


    The forest was already pretty dim, even when the sun was out. But now, it looked downright creepy. It was only afternoon, but it felt like it was closer to evening. If you weren''t careful, getting lost was a piece of cake.


    Alexander had been carrying her for what felt like forever. Quinn finally asked him to put her down, thinking this spot wasn''t as freaky as thest one.


    She was worried that if Alexander got too tired and they ran into trouble, they''d both be toast.


    He set her down. Even though she was still scared, she clung to the rabbit in her hands.


    "Feeling hungry? Let''s roast this rabbit," Alexander said, pulling out a lighter, not really asking for her input.


    Quinn looked at the poor, dying rabbit and handed it over.


    Right in front of her, he gutted the rabbit on the ground, making her stomach turn.


    She had to look away and focus on gathering some dry branches instead.


    There was no water to clean it, so the roasted rabbit was bound to taste awful. While it was cooking, the nasty smell hung around Quinn''s nose. Alexander handed her a rabbit leg and said, "Give it a try."This content ? N?v/elDr(a)m/a.Org.


    Quinn took it. The leg still had some blood on it, just dried from the roasting. She forced herself to take a bite, but the taste almost made her puke. She covered her mouth and struggled to swallow it. Suddenly, she missed the taste of chicken legs; they were so much better.


    Alexander nced at her. "If you can''t eat it, don''t push yourself."


    Quinn shook her head, held her breath, and quickly finished the leg in her hand.


    They were lost and had no clue if they''d find a cave. If they didn''t have foodter, they''d be starving.


    They needed to save their energy in case they had to run from danger.


    A gust of wind blew through the forest, making the leaves rustle. A few caterpirs fell, making Quinn jump and brush them off with her sleeve. Honestly, after seeing those terrifying creatures, caterpirs didn''t seem so bad anymore.


    Alexander suddenly grabbed her wrist, signaling her to stay still.


    Quinn froze, seeing the serious look on Alexander''s face, she got nervous too. "What''s up?" she whispered.


    "Don''t you feel it''s gotten quieter?" Alexander whispered back.


    Quinn listened carefully. The forest did seem a lot quieter, even the bird calls were distant. The nearby silence was kinda spooky.


    She instinctively moved closer to Alexander, keeping a close eye on their surroundings.


    Then she noticed arge patch of grass moving. Judging by the swaying grass, whatever was in there wasn''t small.


    Alexander saw it too. He already had his gun in hand.


    He took her hand and started to back away, making small movements, not wanting to spook whatever was in there.


    But it seemed like the thing wasing towards them. As it got closer, Quinn could vaguely see some brownish-yellow fur. Alexander saw it too, his expression changed slightly. He said to Quinn, "Run."