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was about to fall.  
    Sarah’s muscles began to tense as she prepared to make her move.  

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    Mason continued to circle his truck, the reptilian part of his mind still amusing itself with images of death and carnal violence but his eyes and ears were wide open and on guard for any sign of his girlfriend’s approach. Sarah had to be close by now; she had to be. She was a smart woman and the longer this game of theirs played out, the smarter Mason was starting to think she was. She hadn’t panicked. She hadn’t begged.   She hadn’t cried. No, she kicked him in the balls and taken his knife. Whatever else happened, he had to give her credit for that.  
    Maybe I shouldn’t be standing out here in the open, he thought. Makes more sense to hide and perhaps let her think the truck is…  
    BANG!
    “What the…?” Mason shouted, his heart jumping into his throat as something heavy banged behind him. He quickly spun in the direction of the noise with his hands shaking, bowstring pulled tight and ready to let loose his arrow if he saw anything moving. Unfortunately, there was no one there. Not Sarah. Not anyone. Taking a step or two closer to the pick-up he thought he heard a twig snap and the sound of footsteps approaching. In the reflective chrome of his front bumper, he saw the distorted shape of someone charging him from behind and instantly knew what had just happened.  
    Mason turned toward the approaching figure and in the blink of an eye dropped to one knee, taking dead aim on Sarah’s belly button. The look on her face told him she knew her sneak attack had failed but she was fully committed to it now and wasn’t backing down. She came at him at full speed but was still ten feet away when Mason released the string and sent his arrow flying. He’d been aiming for the center of her muscular belly but his hunting skills hadn’t improved in the years since he’d last been here with his dad, and the razor sharp arrow hit Sarah high on the inside of her left shoulder. The head easily blasted through the meat of her upper chest but jarred to a sudden stop as the arrow deflected off her collarbone and stuck in her shoulder blade.  
    The force of the blow put an end to Sarah’s charge, knocking the fight out of her as easily as it knocked her backwards off her feet. She screamed out in pain as she hit the ground hard. Mason couldn’t believe he’d actually hit her. Maybe hunting humans really was his cup of tea. Mason felt no pity for the woman he loved and in fact, her cries only added fuel to his fire. Her pain was actually turning him on and he salivated as he reloaded his bow, ready and willing to dish out more. Sarah managed to get to her feet and was trying to make a dash for the trees. Obviously she felt she might have a chance to get away if she could use the cover of the forest to hide in. Mason had no intention of letting her get that far.
      With her back to him, his second arrow fired low and luckily found the big muscle at the back of her right thigh, piercing eighteen inches straight through and almost coming completely out the other side. A huge gout of blood splashed out of the wound and for a second Mason thought he’d severed her femoral artery but it didn’t keep pumping her life juices out onto the dirt so it was probably just another nasty flesh wound.  
    Certainly slowed the bitch down though , Mason thought, a big smile on his face as he prepared another arrow.  
    “Stop Mason!” Sarah said, turning to face him, staggering on her damaged leg but still managing to limp closer and closer to the safety of the forest. “Don’t do this!”
    “Sorry babe… but that’s not how the game works.”
    Mason waited until Sarah dragged herself in front of a large oak tree and let loose his third arrow. He must have been improving because this time the razor point flew straight and true where he was aiming, striking Sarah in the left nipple and pinning her naked body to the tree behind her