-I sprint from my house, bow and quiver in hand, the hood of my jacket pulled up over my face. Tears sting at my eyes as I run for my life. As I reach the forest bark flies off the tree beside me as a gunshot rings out-
-Another shot rings out and a deep stinging pain jolts my shoulder as a bullet imbeds itself in it. I gasp and grit my teeth, holding the spot, running deeper into the forest-
-I slow down having gained a good distance from my pursuer. I lean against a tree, blood dripping over my hand. I rest a moment then push on seeing a lake up ahead to get water-
Alida -trips over sticks and twigs walking in the woods, pauses and begins to build a little hut out of the limbs-