CHANNILLO

I’m a park ranger who’s tired of park ranger stories. (4)
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Eli.

I couldn’t see his face and as much blood as was there I’m not sure I wanted to. The thing looked up at me then grabbed Eli like he weighed nothing, threw him over its shoulder, and ran off.

It was all I could do to get a shot off. I didn’t want to hurt Eli so I aimed low. I must’ve hit it in the leg or thigh because I heard it cry out.

I followed hoping it would let Eli go and I could get a clear shot. It was moving fast for being injured and carrying someone Eli’s size. I was able to track a clear trail of blood. It must’ve been bleeding badly. Maybe I would get my wish without having to fire another shot.

The trail continued but was starting to get thin. Either it was bleeding out or it had managed to slow the bleeding...

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