In The Woods: A Psychological Thriller by M K Farrar

Author:M K Farrar [Farrar, M K]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: stand alone, psychological thriller, crime fiction, Serial Killer
Publisher: Warwick House Press
Published: 2019-07-21T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter Thirteen

The deer finished its exploration of the small clearing and trotted off to find a fresh area to graze.

A new hollowness opened up inside Cass’s chest at its departure, but she needed to get on with things and couldn’t just sit there, watching the deer hour after hour. Nightfall would be upon her before she knew it, and she couldn’t stand the thought of spending another night out here.

It was another warm day, and there was no sign of rain clouds in the sky. She wished the rain had come tonight, instead of that first night. She didn’t feel as though she’d really appreciated it back then, while right now she would have given anything for just a few raindrops to fall on her tongue.

Splinters and cuts and grazes covered the tips of her fingers, and she wished she had some kind of tool to help her pick away at the layer of bark. She used the chain where she could, holding it in both hands and bashing down on the larger pieces of bark to loosen them, but the chain links were too thick to get between the bark and the layer of smooth, new wood beneath. Her fingernails were chipped and broken, and some splinters had even lodged under the nailbed, making it even more uncomfortable for her. But all of her was uncomfortable right now, and one more pain wasn’t going to make much of a difference.

She was making good progress, though. Maybe it didn’t look like much from the outside, but she’d cleared another couple of inches of bark from around half of the tree. Would it be enough for her to pull the chain down farther, giving her some extra room to reach the body? She hadn’t wanted to try yet, not wanting to either get frustrated when it didn’t work, or give herself false hope, but she also didn’t want to spend another night out here.

Still facing the tree, she worked down the chain circling the trunk, pulling it over the dent she’d made. Her heart lifted. The chain definitely sat lower than it had before. That should give her more room to stretch her legs out toward the body and get a better grip on him with her feet. She really didn’t want to touch a body that had been dead for several days now, knowing it was going to be unpleasant, but it wasn’t going to be as unpleasant as dying of dehydration in the middle of nowhere while chained to a tree.

Twisting back around, she lowered herself to the ground. She was lucky—as lucky as one could be in her situation—that the Magician hadn’t chained her hands behind her back. She assumed he’d chained them over her head like he had because he would have wanted to turn her around or push her to the ground while he was doing whatever he’d planned to her, and hadn’t wanted to risk undoing the lock each time. Whatever his reasons, she was sure he hadn’t done it for her comfort.

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