DYING WITHIN
'Oh damn, oh damn, oh damn' thought Barney as he ran through the forest, avoiding that, thing. He slowed down, and scanned the surrounding area. It had gone.
"Whew, that was scary" he said aloud, slumping down on to a tree stump, breathing heavily. Just as he stood up and looked around, the Hunter jumped from the tree line and knocked him over.
"Goddamn!" he yelled, struggling, fruitlessly, to fend it off.
In a last ditch attempt the kill it, he pulled out a six shot revolver and fired a lump of lead right in between the beast's two eyes; it flopped over, lifeless.
It had started after they had taken the train from city 17. The shockwave from the citadel had thrown the train off the rails. He'd managed to find a few inches of railing and the revolver, then they'd been attacked by these 'hunters.' All of the other rebels had been killed trying to protect him.
He stood up, and, reluctantly, set off toward white forest.