Sarah leaned back up against the inside of the tree as his warmth left her. "Right. You're a guardian too, apparently." she said quietly as he left the tree. She reached up and wiped her face once more with the sleeve of the jacket that was still wrapped around her waist. Bringing her legs up and curling up, she hugged her knees and buried her face. The jungle seemed so...normal now that she was alone. She shivered a little, feeling a bit of anxiety. Where exactly was Fang "guiding" her? And what was she going to do when she got out of the jungle? Her father was the only family she had left, and he was probably dead now. She heard shuffling nearby and she figured it was Fang.<span style="font-style: italic">That was quick...</span>she thought, getting a little nervous. Then she heard a voice. "Where the hell is she?"<br/><br/>Her entire body tensed. She snapped her head up, fear washing over her like a tidal wave. That was definitely not Fang. The voice was too gruff, and the man sounded scared. "There's no way she slaughtered those guys like that." Sarah held her breath. It sounded like he was getting closer. She slowly moved forward a little, trying to hear him better. The man kept talking. "Why was I the one sent out here, and why did they send me alone?? I swear, they just want me to die. This chick and her dad are just too much trouble. I don't even know why the boss wants them alive." Sarah gasped. Her father? Was he<span style="font-style: italic">alive</span>? The shuffling stopped and Sarah immediately covered her mouth.<span style="font-style: italic">You idiot!</span>she thought, cursing herself. She heard the man say a little loudly, "I know you're there! If you don't come out, I'll just shoot you when I find you!" Sarah stayed dead silent, her hand still clamped over her mouth. She heard the man walking again, and after a second or two, he appeared in front of her. Sarah's breath caught in her throat, but he wasn't facing her. The man stayed still for a few moments, looking around, then he started to walk away from the tree she was hiding in. Something in the branches above her rustled, and man stopped dead in his tracks. He whipped around and looked up into the trees, a scared look in his eyes.<span style="font-style: italic">Maybe he'll just get scared and leave. Maybe he won't see me. Maybe..</span>her thoughts jumbled in false hope. The man's eyes were flickering everywhere, and then finally, they flicked to her. It looked like he was staring straight at her. The fear in his eyes quickly turned to anger. He started to move towards her. "You little-"<br/><br/>Sarah starting moving backwards, towards the back of the tree. The man closed in on the entrance of her hiding spot. His arm shot through towards her, and Sarah jerked backwards gasping. He growled in anger. "Come here! Don't make me shoot you!" He grabbed her ankle and dragged her out of the tree. The jacket wrapped around her got snagged on a jagged piece of wood and was pulled off her waist, left hanging on the side of the tree. Sarah hit the ground with a thud. The man dragged her a little ways away from the tree then reached down and grabbed her arms and pulled her up roughly. She looked around wildly. Was Fang anywhere near here? She screamed at the top of her lungs, her voice echoing through the trees. He had to have heard that. She hoped with everything in her that he did. The man grabbed her by the neck, sharply cutting off her scream. She pulled her close to his face. "Shut up!" Sarah could see a flash of fear in his eyes. "I don't know what killed the men who had you before, but  I know it was helping you. So what helped you??" Sarah glared at the man in silent defiance. "What helped you?!" he repeated, snarling in her face. She still didn't answer him, and the anger in his face turned to rage. His hand left her neck, just as quickly, he came around with his other hand and smacked her hard in the face. The impact made Sarah fall to the ground. The man reached around to his back and grabbed his rifle. Sarah looked up at him, her green eyes full of hate and anger. The man mockingly laughed at her. "Don't worry little girl. You'll see your daddy again soon." With that, he brought the butt-end of the gun down on her head, knocking her unconscious. He put the rifle back on his back, grabbed Sarah's arm, and started to drag her far away from the tree, mumbling angrily as he did so.