Òyì nke e mepụtara

Jessie stayed completely still. “…they’re still out there…” “…find them…” The voices were getting closer. Too close. Jessie shifted slightly to see. Figures moved through the trees. Then— Sarah shifted— CRACK. The branch snapped loud. Silence. One soldier stopped. “…you hear that?” Jessie’s chest tightened. “Run,” he whispered.