Running furiously was not enough. I could hear its steps getting closer and closer and turned my head in despair.
Its mouth was opened wide and I thought its large teeth would be the last thing I’d ever see as it pounced on me. Then I heard what sounded like a gunshot. Blood splattered all over my face and body as its heavy body fell onto me.
Then I heard Tabitha screaming, “Are you okay Ciarán?”
Concern was etched into her voice.
She clasped my hand and between the two of us, I managed to get out from under the body.
“What happened?” I asked half dazed.
“I don’t know, they never gotten into this part before.
“Tabitha, is that you?”
A black man, not quite six tall holding a heavy machine gun was now standing just a few metres from us.
“Tahir?” Tabitha said under her breath.
Tabitha ran towards him and they embraced warmly.
This was the man that had saved my life but I couldn’t help but feel suspicious.
“Tahir, this is Ciarán. He saved me and helped get me here. He wants to join us.”
“Any friend of Tabitha is a friend of mine.”
He shook my hands firmly.
Then he said, “Come this way. It’s dangerous out here.”
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