… and then it was upon us. Somehow sensing the shadows above, she turned and as her eyes made contact, screamed.
Not a piercing squeal of horror like you sometimes hear in the movies, but a primal howl of despair. Yet before the first echo sounded she had been plucked from the cliff and was being carried away.
We were left, struck dumb by our surprise and terror. As comprehension dawned a matching sense of relief welled up within us. Though we had failed, our duty was complete. We would return in shame, but we would now be allowed to return to our families and rest.