Weekend Escape (continuation of writing sample)

We stand in the middle of the woods. Me in pajama pants and a t-shirt, Luke in sweatpants and a tank. The signal on the phone is non-existent, we’re wandering trying to find the spot that will allow us to pull up a map. Luke’s phone blinks.

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“I’ve got the map” he stage whispers across the woods to me.

My heart is beating rapidly and I’m trying to make sense of what’s taking place. There’s no way we can double back to get the van we all rode in without putting the rest of our friends in danger. I don’t think Luke has any money, but you never can tell with men, and suddenly my knife isn’t the security blanket that it once served as in the city. I get dizzy and sit on a broken log a while and try to devise a plan. I remember driving up there weren’t many places to stop off, but there was a sign that said that there was another lake area ten miles north east from the turn. I look up and notice that Luke is already moving. I get up and run after him.

When I finally catch up, he tells me he plans on finding the nearest store and going back to get everyone else. My nerves are shot, I’m tired and there’s no way to know if we’ll actually get help or if we’ll end up worse than we started.

As soon as all those thoughts fill my head I hear another set of footsteps behind us moving quickly. I turn around and there’s the tallest, widest dirty looking Caucasian guy with an axe. My heart almost explodes trying to pump enough blood to my limbs to take off like Flo-Jo. My legs just take over the rest of my body and I’m moving, I pass Luke, I’m running so fast and hard that I start to wonder if I’ll ever be able to stop. I don’t have time to worry, or think of what may happen if I don’t make it, I just run. I can see a cabin ahead and the lights are on, I remember Luke said the intruders told him they came from another cabin.

 I peel off my shirt as I run to try and blend in with the night. There’s an open field and another tree line on the other side of the cabin. I fan out and run in a crescent so I can get an eye on what’s still behind me and to stay out of sight of whomever may be in the cabin up to no good. I’m able to turn my head enough to see that Luke is keeping up but that great big guy isn’t in sight. I keep my pace until I get to the other tree line and I hide behind a large pine tree deep enough in the woods to keep cover. The kudzu has made a great canopy and I consider trying to climb but my legs are finished for the night.

“Where the hell did you get that speed from girl?” Luke asks gasping for breath.
“Fear I guess.” I reply as I try to find a clear path to keep moving.

A slight vibration catches my attention in the back pocket of my pants…. There’s a signal.