Bloody Twist

Abby was frantic now. Blood was spilled all over path and splattered on the nearby rocks and trees. She'd been following this red trail for days now and had found no body. She stumbled as pain shot through her leg; it had been doing this for hours, but it wasn't too bad. She assumed she just had a leg cramp, nothing to stop and worry about. She moved on. The person must still be alive, but severely crazed and lost, Abby noted, why else would the track be so long and random? Whoever was the cause of this mess was not far in front of Abby, and was in serious need of help.

Abby continued down the path hurriedly, hoping to hear or see who was leading her. Pain attacked her leg again and this time she fell. She clutched her ankle because it throbbed the most and wouldn't stop. This was ridiculous, she had to keep moving, she couldn't let a little discomfort in her ankle distract her. As she brought her hands away to get up, she realized that they were wet and slimy. She looked at them and saw blood. Her eyes shot toward her ankle and her scream filled the woods. Her foot was chopped in half and what was left was shredded to the bone. Her blood was spilled all over the path behind her and splattered on the rocks and trees nearby.