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So before he could even register the pain, I whipped around, grabbed hith in me I damn near went forith him, I’d used so much momentum

I could hear hi, but I couldn’t even spare a second of satisfaction at his grunts as he likely collided with twigs and rocks and braain, knowing I just slowed the iant and Adams himself to worry about

It was likely another ten minutes before I heard it

Trickling

And if I knew one thing fro that I could absolutely use as a weapon

Rocks

Giant-ass ones, sure, but also little ones I could pick up and do soain

I turned, tearing off in the direction of the water, searching until I found the right two rocks, then dropping down to scoop small handfuls of the water up to my mouth with my non-bloody hand while I tried not to think about what diseases Iunknoaters

I could get to a hospital if I survived this

It was there, crouched down by the water, trying to bring sos, that I heard the ru of a plane

Ada to pick him—and me—up, perhaps?

Overbody

Getting up, I followed the path of the river for a fewto burn out or hurtindefinitely

It wasn’t until I heard rustling that I picked it up again

I mean, it was the woods

It could be deer or bears or the godda me about

But the way the hair on the back of ht

See, no, I didn’t have any sort of forh, was fifteen and a half years of trustingto that little “flinch” that told you shit was not right, that you needed to get somewhere safe, or pull out your weapon