I see them. There coming closer and closer. What do I do? If I move from here they will see me. I daren’t panic. I feel so much fear. So much fear. I want to move from here, but I know I can’t.
There getting closer and closer. I have a feeling that they know I am here. But how? How do they know? I do not understand.
They are getting to close. I clench my hands into fists, just in case I have to fight.
I have a feeling that I will have to.
Now, they are above where I am.
And I am ready to fight.