As Sarah followed the scent, she felt the tension rising
Muscles knotted as she almost slithered through the brush
Briers pulled at her short hair. She could feel sweat in small cuts
Using a small bush as a place to rest, she got her breathing under control
She looked back for the two others that had followed her
Her sweat turned cold when she felt a metal pressed against her neck
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