Chapter 13

I heard motion to my birthright and span, my heart racing. I ran in the other instruction and caught my arm on a recalcitrant branch. I smelled a sharp scam of pain and touched my arm; it was wet and sticky. The further I walked, the darker it sounded to get. Soon enough, I couldn't know a step ahead of me. I walked veritably sluggishly with my arms out ahead of me. ' Keegan? " I rumored. There was further motion from a near backcountry and I gauge . I rounded up losing my footing and smashing my knee into a gemstone. I cried out and touched my knee; of course, it too was wet with race. ' Keegan! " I closely screamed. I was hysterical and on the verge of hyperventilating. I kept walking, having no indication where I was. I scratched my impertinence on a branch and closely smelled like crying. I abominated the black. I abominated being lost. And utmost of all, I abominated being lost in the black. The entire time I boggled around I could only suppose of Owen's mountain captain carica