This has been my first ever fanfic. Just joined yesterday xD well anyways, to the first person who ever reviewed, thank you! Your support and those who after, mean a lot to me :D. In response to april7000222, the time/ date in the story is kinda alternate universe and yeah...when it comes to certain date and time in the story, I kinda don't know for sure what time period I want to put that-especially if it's a fanfic of a creepy pasta. I guess I would have to say it is a little like in the 1950s or so and it takes place in Britain.
Chapter 2- The New Woods
For the entire night, Lyra kept awake, nervous to fall asleep while she clung to whatever crevice rocks held her from falling off. She stayed like that past midnight unto the morning where she was exhausted. Her muscles ached and were tight from hugging the wall. When she started to move, she worried she wouldn't have enough strength to get herself back up to the top, and when she finally did, she heaved a sigh of relief and slumped to the floor exhausted. She desperately wanted to fall asleep, but the fear of having the men searching for her around this spot brought her to her feet. She couldn't stay here for long. Suppose the men would come back here to find her? She shivered at both the thought and the cold April air. The sun had not come up yet, which sent her muscles throbbing. Everything in her body seemed to be weary, even her eyes which were constantly closing with fatigue.
If the men found her now, she wouldn't be able to run and was as good as dead. With her heart thumping, half expecting to hear them at any moment, she traveled both swiftly and silently as she could walking the edge of the precipice stiffly towards the direction she hoped would be solid ground.
I need to find a place to hide and rest Lyra thought. She slumped forwards like a zombie, dragging her tired feet while massaging her arms.
She was lucky-very lucky to be alive still. If she could just go down to the side of the cliff and into generally flat forest, she would be safe. There would be trees where there would be water and possibly food. She was ravenous since she hadn't eaten since yesterday morning.
Fortunately after several minutes in which she slowly got blood flowing back into her veins, she came to woods far off from the cliff. The forest looked eerie even in daylight and she wondered with a sense of apprehension how it would look come nightfall, but it was her only chance to get away from her captors. She just was considering taking a step in, when she stopped.
A memory had appeared like a bubble into her conscience. She had heard rumors regarding these woods that were not at all pleasing to hear. Ten years ago a group of men that came to hunt for sport at this part of the woods never came back. No matter how many people went looking for them, they too had disappeared as well. Soon, nobody had wanted to take so much as a step into these woods for fear that it was cursed, or almost as if it held some kind of monster…
She could find no better place to get away from her captors and even though she didn't believe in curses or ghosts haunting, she nevertheless worried.
Well, I'm just going to have to go she reasoned anything would be better than getting captured by those dirty men. If I were to ever die, it would be better to die here than-
"There she is!"
Lyra whipped her head behind her in horror to see the men who had chased her last night. Even from far away, she could see Fausto in the middle of the group and a little ahead with his face set into a leer. Something shiny glinted at his belt and she realized that he was fingering a deadly knife. They were standing six hundred meters away from where she stood; then they started running at an alarming speed.
She ran into the woods.
If there were any injuries that she had felt during her previous escapee, she completely ignored them for the time being while she was running to get away as fast as her tired legs could take her. The men sounded like they were gaining speed, she could hear them from a distance off yelling or giving instructions.
The woods here were thicker than any woods she had seen as she fought to quicken her pace. She probably wouldn't be able to escape them this time. And hiding would actually result in the m potentially finding me!
Presently she saw something ahead that reflected-a river!
Could she escape, or at least delay the men by crossing the river? It was her only chance to somehow loose them. The river looked very wide from her point of view and the water rapids were rushing pretty fast. She waded into the water, ignoring the icy coldness of it sending goose bumps up her body. The current was stronger than she realized, and it pulled her suddenly away as easily as a leaf on the water, leaving her little to grab on to. It tossed her to and fro, forcing her to submerge her head twice and bumping her limp body against other rocks. Then she saw something that made her heart stop cold. Ahead was the end of a waterfall.
There was no way to avoid it. She fell, screaming into the water below. Her body slammed into the water, and when she came up, the thundering sound of the waterfall could be heard in her ears.
Exhausted and limp, she somehow managed to drag her weary soaked body unto the embankment where she shivered uncontrollably.
At this point she was too tired to care about anything as she slumped to the mud. She didn't notice that through the mist of the water came a tall strange being that considered her for a moment before picking her up in his arms. All she knew was that her body ached terribly sending fresh waves of pain to her head. She dropped her eyelids in resignation to the inevitable, and knew no more.
