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When Rachel turned around she saw a bear. She looked around to see what could make it so aggressive. She had camped before and seen bears they usually left people alone. A frown appeared on her face. She noticed she was between the bear and her cub. That was the worst possible position for her to be in. Every wild life expert said that it could lead to being mauled to death.
Rachel froze in fear. She wanted to curl into the fetal position and make herself as small as possible which was what she should do. She also knew that even the slightest movement could provoke an attack by the bear plus she had no pack her back would still be open.
Apparently it didn't matter either way. The bear swung its front paw and cut Rachel's stomach. It then launched forward and bit her left thigh. It swiped at her again as she fell to the ground curling into a ball. Its claws tore into Rachel's back. The bear stood there for a minute before walking to its cub. It cast Rachel one last glance and then disappeared into the trees.
Rachel lay there for a while for two reasons: one the pain was absolutely unbearable, two she was making sure the bear wasn't coming back.
After an unknown amount of time, she figured it was probably best for her to leave the location and try and find her way back to the camp grounds. She got up and began trekking in the direction she assumed camp was in. She just hoped it was the right way.
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Quinn, Santana, and Brittany all geared up. They grabbed their hiking bags and flashlights. They had all volunteered to go look for her. None of them really hated Rachel. They definitely didn't want anything to happen to her. Mr. Schue geared up as well to go with them. He figured it was better not to lose tree more girls and that they might need assistance in treating her, if they found Rachel.
They walked into the woods and spread out a little so that they could cover more ground but stay within communication distance. They were basically using a grid method. The grid method was a tried-and-true method to searching for missing items or people.
They had been searching for quite a while before they decided to call it a night. It was going to take them a while to get back to camp and they needed rest and to call in reinforcements such as the local police. Plus her parents needed to be notified.
They had turned around and were starting back when Santana heard a stick snap. She whipped around thinking it was a wild animal. She vomited at the sight of an extremely bloody, barely conscious, and definitely disoriented Rachel standing there.