I felt the force of the blow through the katana, which I had to support with my left hand. Drake was baring down on me, trying to force the sword out of the way, that or break it. He pulled his sword back and started to take fast swings at me, I managed to block them but that was all I could do. If I didn’t do something soon he would get around my guard.

“Why… doesn’t… that… thing… break!?” He said between swings.

“Having… trouble?” I asked between the blows.

He let up on me for a second, in order to deal a stronger blow by the looks of it. It was my chance, as he swung down I used my sword to push his just enough to miss me.  When his sword hit the ‘ground’ he was wide open, I took a swing. Success, my sword hit him in the side and went through. I recovered and turned, although he wasn’t bleeding nor did he have a wound, I could tell he was hurt. He clutched his side and looked at me.

“How the… hell?” he asked.

“Guess my will is stronger,” I responded.

“Heh,” he turned to face me as his sword disappeared, “I guess so, this should be interesting.”

He fell to his knees as darkness surrounded him; he was gone when it dispersed. I looked around expecting this to be some sort of tactic. The area seemed to be getting brighter, no wait, it was getting brighter. It kept getting brighter in till I couldn’t keep my eyes open. I opened them when it didn’t seem as bright to find myself lying on the ground surrounded by giant trees. I sat up and looked around, it seemed I was awake. The jeep was still smashed into a nearby tree; the sun was high in the sky. I wondered what happened to the driver. I still couldn’t feel my left arm, I looked at it. It was back to the way it was before nightfall. I stood up and heard movement behind the jeep; I looked to find its owner fiddling with its totaled engine.

“You honestly think you can fix that?” I asked.

“Ah!” he jumped. “You scared me,” he pointed a wrench at me, “don’t do that.”

“Oh, sorry,” I responded.

“So you’ve finally woken up, was worried you wouldn’t. Thanks by the way.”

“For what?”

“For saving me from that thing of course!”

“Oh, yeah, don’t mention it,” I felt it best not to mention it wasn’t me.

“So where the hell are we?”

“No idea, but it seems not the safest of places.”

“Yeah I see what you mean, what’s up with your arm? If you don’t mind me asking.”

“Oh, that, well I’m not so sure on that one.”

“I see, anyway yeah it looks as if there’s no way this thing’s running again,” he threw his wrench at the jeep. “So, what now?”

“Well, I’m Davis,” I said extending my hand.

“I’m John,” he took my hand and shook it. “Now, where should we be going, because I don’t think staying here is a good idea.”

“I don’t have a specific place in mind, but wherever there’s lots of light,” my left arm twitched.

“Hey do you hear that?”

“Hear what?”

“The sound of rushing water, sounds like there’s a waterfall nearby. Think we should go there?”

“Now that you mention it yeah I hear it, sure, what’s the worst that could be there?”

“Well let’s not waste any time then,” he stood up and started heading in the sounds direction.

I followed him as we started our little hike, as we walked the sounds grew louder defiantly a waterfall. After about ten minutes I noticed there wasn’t the sound of birds chirping, it was a little unsettling. As we kept walking I heard something new. I grabbed John by the arm.

“Hey, you hear that?” I asked him.

“What?” he asked back.

“That noise, the one that’s getting louder.”

“Yeah, I do, what is it?”

“Sounds like a large snake slithering.”