The fog is so thick I struggle to see what’s in front of me, I hear whispering little voices in my head but ignore them. I need to get to the boat before it’s too late. I run but try to be as silent as I can except for the crunching from the twigs and the dried out leaves. Oh shizzle I just saw their flashlight at my the corner of my eye and ducked instantly. It doesn’t help that it is raining and makes the mud all slushy like. The tension is real I feel like they have spotted me, I get on to the boat and…

By Teon and Layla.W