Hesitate

As she tilted her face back, realizing she would have to use her powers to escape the deadly trap she found herself in, Sue looked up and saw Kraven, standing on the bank, looking down. “How?” her mind whirled. “If I use my powers…must be some other way…” But then the thick, black mud flowed over her lips, reached her nose, and she began to panic. Her eyes grew wide for a moment before the mud flowed over them, leaving her in warm crushing darkness, lungs burning, unable to think, her hands still free but useless...

Then, she felt rope close around both wrists, and a wrenching pull as she was hauled from the mire. She gasped in breath and spit mud as her head broke the surface, but with no hands free she could not wipe the mud from her eyes. Finally, with a thick squelching sound her feet came free, leaving her boots behind, and she was dragged to solid ground. A splash of water cleared her eyes, and she looked up at Kraven, holding the lasso that still bound her wrists.

“I admire your determination, Mrs. Richards,” he said. “I, too, have sometimes thought to choose **** over defeat. But as I said, your **** would be a great waste. You are mine, and you will redeem your word.” He paused. "Although perhaps we will visit the river first."

He pulled on the rope, and seeing **** Sue rose unsteadily to her feet and followed the hunter though the jungle, her wrists still bound in front of her.