The coolness of the air wakes you from your sleep, confused for a moment before remembering what happened, you went on an around the world trip with your friends. You were the first one to wake, getting up and walking to the river bank, the kettle in your left hand....then you saw her...tall with a malevolent sneer, her eyes glued to you in a menacing way. Quickly, you got the water and went running back towards the camp where everyone was still asleep, you dove into your tent and hurriedly zipped it back up, hoping you were quick enough.
After what seemed like hours, you peered out of your tent to see carnage, what once were tents now were shreds of fabric..and your friends...now nothing but a faint memory in your mind..
Wiling yourself to get up and run, you don't get very far before the woman grabs you by your shoulder and forces you to the ground.
"Trespasser...."