14. A sharp rock pointed in at just the right angle

She smiles and gets to her knees to crawl across the small clearing. A sharp rock points up at just the right angle to let her position herself to cut the ropes binding her hands. Wiggling into position, Anneke begins making a sawing motion and feels the bonds begin to loosen. In short order, she’s rubbing her wrists to get the blood flowing back to her hands.

Standing up now, Anneke is acutely aware for her nudity as she starts to hone in on the sounds of the forest. Anything could be out there, waiting for its opportunity to take her for its own purposes. She shivers again, this time as fear begins to enter her mind.