Panting with exertion, Sam plunged an oar into the murky, fast-flowing water below him. Icy droplets sprang up in response and landed on the tattered rucksack by his feet, almost like they were taunting him. _We know what youâve done, and so do they._
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He stole a glance over his shoulder in an attempt to gauge how long he had. The small fleet of boats on the horizon, which were quickly closin...
_Dig and push, dig and push_. I repeat to myself in ragged breaths. Here I am, in a strangerâs beat up canoe held together by duct tape. The paddle is broken in half, but it will have to do.
_My head is pounding_. I paddle my way through the river desperately. _My arms are sore, and my head is pounding_. Blood rushes rapidly through my ears that I can hardly hear the shouts of my pursuers.
The sun is starting to fall from view behind the tree line ahead, encasing the already much too difficult pursuit in which sheâs found herself in darkness. Water rushes quickly on both sides, soaking her sleeves as she desperately tries to paddle her way through the current that threatens to take her under before the sun can set-
This, is Gabriela. And you may be wondering how she ended up in thi...
âGot to move fast, got to move fast!â Cried Jeb, just as he sneak out of the barn. His shirt all bloody up from the fast stabbing from his attackers. âJesus Christ, I hope they donât folllow me!â He spoke to himself, hearing screams of anger and shouting coming from the barn.
Jeb had just survived a home invasion for 3 days, the only family member from the âCordell familyâ done in by the local bu...
Jack paddles as fast as he could, a stinging pain his forearm, shooting up through his bicep into the tops of his shoulders, he heaves and tries to steadily say âThis would have been feckinâ easier if I dont lose that damn paddle.â As he continues to paddle, one hard wave hits the left side of his boat, slightly knock him leaning to the side, out of his right corner eye he eyes the darkly dressed ...
Sweat dripped from Jasonâs forehead as he struggled to paddle the boat toward the lakeâs shore, but the effort was in vain. It felt as though whenever he was about to reach the edge, someone or something pulled the boat back to where he started rowing. Whenever he looked back, he saw the shadow getting ever so near him.
It started out as a lazy afternoon when he and Mollyâhis girlfriendâwere out ...