He carefully took the blade from her making sure not to touch her. P-please d-don't hurt us she begged tears forming in the corners of her eyes. He turned to the closest tree and started carving into it as quickly as he could. The four of them watched in fear. 'RUN!' Was the word that was revealed when he stepped back. Run Marco asked confused. The figure began gesturing in a certain direction and pointing to the word on the tree. Suddenly they heard it. A noise like a low growl being carried on the wind as the leaves rustled around them. The figure flinched and pointed to the word one last time before bolting off in the direction he had been pointing. The others quickly followed him without hesitation. They ran as fast as possible even when their legs tired and they were so out of breath they felt like they might pass out. The figure was hard to see in the dark but they still managed to follow him as he zigzagged around trees and jumped creeks, rocks, and tree roots. He was much more agile then any of them. He stopped at last when they reached a city with glowing lights. A road nearby was loud with traffic.