Keisha had never imagined what her death would be like.
If anyone had told her that she'd be killed by a demonic creature while handcuffed in the middle of nowhere, she'd have laughed in their face. Yet here she stood, a few metres away from being in the belly of the beast.
The gory creature growled at her, baring its blade-like teeth menacingly. It prowled toward her, its bloodred eyes glistening ferociously, readying itself to pounce.
Panic overwhelmed Keisha, and she tried to violently force her wrists out of the handcuffs. Ignoring the intense explosion of pain in her wrists, she yanked her arms down as hard as she could, blood beginning to trickle down her hand as the handcuffs cut into her flesh.
She didn't want to die. Not yet, not like this.
