Welcome! This post is part of the Weekend Writing Warriors blog hop.
In this segment, our heroine, Peg, has fallen out of a tree while trying to get a good photograph during her Australian adventure. While down in the leaves, a strange man approaches. His face is in shadow.
“What?” It was the first she’d spoken to him and her voice came out almost a squeak.
“Don’t bloody move. Don’t even breathe.”
He was reaching for something.
“I don’t understand,” she whispered, fear growing with each passing second. And then she saw the knife.
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