For the moment, Barry was just glad he had survived the fall. He had been separated from Al, and there was no easy way to climb back up.
He told himself he'd be okay, okay in the gloomy forest at night. He would just have to wait a while for Al to find his way down. Barry turned when he heard the heavy footsteps and saw the movement: the man-shaped shadow lunged at him from the bushes, an axe held high.
Barry screamed and threw up his hand. The world exploded.
Departure Manuscript: Barry Attacked by a Taken
