His lips move. Before he makes a noise that gives away my position, I twist his neck hard. A dull snap rings out.
And his eyes go cold and lifeless.
I drag his body to a dark corner and cover it with some loose branches. Hopefully, his friends won’t come across it before they come across me.
Then I continue pushing forward. Two other figures only lurk a few feet away.
I move stealthily, taking care to time my footsteps so the crunch of leaves meld with sounds of the forest creatures.
I stop moving and listen.
“Went that way. Come on…”
“I told the fucker to stay with us.”
The second voice is closest to me. I pull out the sleek switchblade I bought in town and move as fast and as quietly as I can.
He sees me right as my blade finds his throat.
His eyes bulge in terror.
And one smo
