"It's my fault." Jones said under his breath.
All heads in the room cut to Jones.
"What? What the hell are you talking about?"
"I should've overpowered it. I should've killed it." Jones' voice began to shiver and loosen, his emotions boiling over.
"THIS IS ALL MY FAULT!" He roared, his words sharp enough to cut steel.
A river of tears streamed from Jones' face, his expression saying more than words ever could.
"This is not your fault Jones."
"BUT IT IS, THOUGH!" Jones yelled turning from direction to direction, making sure he faced everyone.
Everyone froze in silence before one member broke it.
From the corner of the room, a man clears his throat.
"EHEM" The sound echoed, attracting everyone's attention.
"We need to return before nightfall." The man said. He was short but fit, his brown mullet flowing, attracting the entire room's attention.
"Right now, Daniel? I mean the kid just-" A camp member objected.
Daniel puts his hand over the man's mouth.
"That's exactly why right now is best." Daniel whispered to the man, his deadly stare piercing him.
The camp decides to pack up, 2 members staying with Jones to counsel him.
"Okay everyone, let's go!" Daniel ordered.
The room stood up, everyone grabbing their bags. Everyone began to walk out of the door. The sounds of the shoes overlapping each other.
Jones' face was empty as they walked, no words being spoke between anyone.
From the trees, a small hissing and growling began. Getting louder and louder. A roamer sprinted out, hissing and gnawing as it ran.
"Shit!" A member yelped, before being tackled by the beast. The rest of the camp ran to the front of the line to save the man. Daniel unholstered his gun. The roamer was moving around so fast on top of the man that he couldn't get a shot lined up on the creature.
"I need you to stop moving!" Daniel yelled, hoping the man could hear him.
Another member runs to the man's aid.
"Don't!" Daniel yelled, his voice full of anxiety and anger.
The man tackled the roamer, punching it in the head over and over.
*THUMP* *CRACK* *THWACK* The man continued to slam his fist into the roamers face.
Finally, the roamer got a grip on the man's throat, ripping out his vocal cords with its bare hands.
The creature used one hand to put the organs into its mouth, the other hand to rip upward, pulling the man's jaw clean off his head.
Finally, Daniel could get a shot on the creature and shot in the head.