"Are you kidding? We're not 'fine'!" Tyrie shouted to me, limping because of the gash on her leg.

"I know I said that earlier, but I was totally wrong! Just don't look back!" I screamed, looking at the thing chasing us...the thing that had clawed my face. "Just keep running!"

I didn't want to lose my best friend...not to this thing. Why had I ever suggested that we come to the Abythum, voted the most dangerous place of 3011? Now we had a vicious predator on our tails, and were pretty much lost in the massive glass structure that was the Abythum, filled with trees, like one of the forests that have become so rare. Tyrie's shrill, heart-piercing scream for help broke my concentration.

"Tyrie?!" I shrieked. A cry of pain came from behind me. I didn't have the courage to look back at her for fear of what I would see. Then the cry abruptly stopped, and I assumed the worst. "TYRIE, NO!"

I broke down in sobs, hiding behind a particularly thick tree. Tyrie was gone, and it was my fault. My tears mixed with the blood still trickling down my face from the wounds on my cheeks and forehead. I could only hope that the creature who had so mercilessly, cruelly taken my friend wasn't bent on killing me as well.

"I...I..." I choked on the words. The tears were coming like a flood now. "I'm sorry."

I would need to survive until someone found me...no, US. I was taking Tyrie's body. The tears stopped, and I balled my hands into fists. She deserved a burial.

It was quickly becoming night, and I assumed that the creature would be sleeping soon. Sure, I was probably going to be found soon, I didn't have long to wait. But until then, it felt like 25 hours until sunrise.