'Even if I run all night they will still be there hot on my heels,
following my footprints in the snow or tracking my scent on the forest floor.'
'The hinges stop resisting and the door swings freely. I tumble
backwards as Lupo throws himself towards the shrinking gap between
stone wall and iron door. He grabs the door too late. With a sickening
crunch, two fingers are squashed to a pulp and the door slams shut.'
'I have been in the water so long my limbs are numb.
What will it feel like when a shark bites off half my leg?'