I panted heavily my eyes still wide open staring at the tiger that lay before me. That was a close shave, we almost died. The stick that I shoved down it's throat probably killed it. I never knew the stick would kill it , I only used it as my last attempt for survival. But miraculously, we were alive and it refreshed me. Apart from my arm which I could no longer feel and my other arm bleeding from the scratch I got from the tiger's teeth , everything else was fine.
" Are you okay?" Gordon rushed beside me with a panicked face. He had a small claw wound on his chest that was slightly bleeding but he was alive.
" I won't be able to set traps or make fire for some time..." I smiled bitterly struggling to get up. Gordon helped me noticing that I didn't even make any progress. He tore a piec
