Escape from Endeavor

by Daniel A. Jones

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  Mystique only ran for a few minutes before her lungs started burning and she had to stop. She stood panting, staring back the way she’d come, looking for any sign that the thing was following her. She spent a few minutes watching, but didn’t see anything. So she turned around and forced herself to start walking down the trail. Her legs were getting weak and she really wanted to rest but the thought of that thing sneaking up on her helped keep her moving. She drank the last of the tea in her canteen and ate some dried meat as she walked. Both helped some.