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am here. I’m sorry if I’m a little confused.
And how do you know that? How do you know that there isn’t
something out there?” I point behind me. “I think something is
following us. I keep hearing footsteps.”
    I start rambling when I’m freaked out. For
some reason, I think that talking will make a solution magically
appear.
    It never does.
    “It’s your imagination. You are scared and
the forest recognizes that. I already told you this.” Liam says and
takes a step forward, but stops and looks up. The tree branches on
the tree to my left, beside him, begin to move as if someone or
something is moving throughout them. He looks at me as if
questioning my emotions. I shake my head at him. I am not
responsible for that. A dark figure jumps from the tree and
crouches on the ground before straightening out.
    Standing tall, the figure would have been
over seven feet, but it is hunched over. Surrounding its body is a
thick black cloak with fraying edges and rips along the seams. A
large mouth with huge jagged teeth dominates its face. Dark liquid
seeps from the corners of its mouth, piling on the ground, while
its piercing red eyes stare ahead at us. The beast appears to be
floating an inch above the ground. An orb of gray, with swirls of
black and red surrounds the being.
    Holy crap, beastly dementors are going to
kill me.
    Liam reaches out and grabs my arm and pushes
me behind him, shielding me with his body. Cowering behind him, I
watch as the mysterious figure opens its mouth and lets out a deep,
earsplitting growl. I double over in pain and put my hand up to my
ears, trying to block out the sound.
    “Don’t move.” Liam pulls a long knife out of
his belt and runs towards the beast. The knife seems to have a glow
around it. The beast lets out an even louder cry as Liam jumps on
its back and stabs it in the side. Sticky green liquid oozes out of
the wound and cascades down its body. When the liquid hits the
ground, it begins to smoke and dissolve. With the swing of its arm,
the beast knocks Liam to the ground and begins to walk towards
me.
    Shoot.
    I break out of my fear-induced state. Scared,
I begin to take steps backward. I don’t know what to do or where to
go. The wind begins to pick up again. My hair flies across my face,
obstructing my vision. Pushing my hair back, I scream when I see
how close to me the beast is. Standing less than three feet in
front of me, it is staring at me with its beady eyes. I don’t have
any sort of weapon to defend myself with. I can smell its putrid
breath as it moves towards me. It abruptly stops and lets out a
deafening wail. A bright piercing light appears behind it and a
long knife blade pokes through the middle its chest. Its short ugly
arms reach towards the knife, trying to pull it out. Letting out
one last scream, it begins to disappear right before my eyes.
    Behind where the beast stood seconds before,
Liam falls to the ground, breathing heavily. “I hate those things.
They don’t usually die that easily. We have to get out of the
forest.”
    I just stare at him, unable to speak or move.
He begins to walk away, but stops when he notices I still haven’t
moved.
    “W-w-what was that?” I yell, demanding that
he finally give me an answer.
    “A gorgoth. I’m not going to go into too many
details. They are very dangerous creatures. They can suck your life
essence out of you. It’s a painful way to die.” I feel like I was
thrown in a J.K Rowling book. When I don’t move, Liam continues,
“Now, I repeat, we need to get out of the forest. There are other
dangerous things in here.”
    He grabs the crook of my elbow and drags me
forward. I stumble, but try to keep up. He is walking too fast for
me. The wind begins to pick up again, and he looks at me
questioningly, but doesn’t say anything. With each of my stumbles,
I can see the corner of his mouth rise a little. Is he trying not
to laugh at me?
    When I am finally able to catch my footing
and keep up with Liam,