Madison's chest heaved with each breath she took, little wisps twirling in front of her with each exhale. In her frustration she reached up and yanked on the leather strap secured around her neck, the tiny lock jingling from the metal contact. It was dark amongst the trees, the low sun's rays barely reaching through the foliage. There was a loud screech and whimper when the fleeing student ran right through a spider web and now had most of it attached to her sweater, the spider on it somewhere. Madison couldn't get the zipper down to shrug the material off fast enough, discarding it without second thought.<br/><br/>She hated spiders, the mere mention of them would make her shudder. Glancing around she saw no one and leaned against a moss covered rock to catch her breath. "What was I thinking? I'm as good as dog meat when and if they find me."