The Old Shack

Miracle's POV

We traverse at the edge of the creek and my abductor remains silent; it seems he is watching my back the entire time; I think he was afraid I might run away, if only he doesn't have a gun, I will try my luck to escape because I trained how to defend myself, I learn self-defense and I had martial arts training with my mentor. He used his flashlight to light our way since we are now crossing the creek and the trees covered the moonlight.