Carine doesn't get to enjoy her moment of triumph for very long. She doesn't evenget to see the predator hitting the ground, since lacking proper support for her body, she is just as quick to land on her face with an undignified thump and groan. Spitting pine needles, she somehow gets back on her feet and unflding the spade, she begins to back off, limping and in pain. Everything seems slow, disturbingly slow as if she were walking through soup, but still, soon enough, her back bumps into a tree trunk. Her heart beats faster and faster. She feels cornered. It takes a mental effort almost too intense to dismiss the thought that there might be more creatures, hiding on the trees, above and around her and to keep her eyes fixed on him. He will get up. She knows that. Her whole body knows that. She can barely hear someone shouting something through the throbbing of her head. She doesn't feel like she can muster enough strength to at least cry out in response, for help. Instinctively, she raises the spade with shaky hands and waits.

Spoiler: Carine
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Blood tokens: 4/5
Item: folding spade (equipped)
Other belongings: white one-shoulder T-shirt, light gray high ankle skinny jeans (now torn), flat thong sandals