My friend Ed, an older man, and I were hiking with our horses up in Colorado. As were were leading the horses down, the mountain changed. We were now walking down giant steps covered in rice fields. We had to walk carefully.
We could smell the smoke. There was a fire blocking our path. If we crossed those trees and popped out on the other side, we thought, we could get down that way.
We crossed the trees and the other side was a beautiful park. We started to cross it, Ed and I, and our two horses. We had escaped the fire.
But over the hill, the sun was suddenly blocked my a giant figure. It was a mammoth. It roared. We stopped, frozen in our tracks. We couldn't believe our eyes. As the mammoth got closer, we saw that it wasn't complete. It was mummified, half of its face was caved in. It was moving stiff, jerky, but fast. As it ran we could hear its bone crunch, snap. Chunks of flesh were falling. It was coming after us.
As we started to turn around. we could see a whole heard of creatures. Dinosaurs, monsters, vampires, they were all after us. They kept screaming, "TRESPASSERS!" As we turned to run, our horses panicked and ran away, into the park. We turned to run and could see other hikers had had the same idea. They were farther into the park, and were running to enter back into the words, back into the fire.
We ran. We could hear screams behind us but we didn't turn around. Just as I was two feet from the woods I could feel a hand with claws reach for the back of my neck. But I was safe. An invisible wall kept the monsters out. The mammoth roared. Our horses were lost.
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