My curiosity for the creature beats out my urge to flee.

With each step I take, the woman takes a step with me.

Closer and closer together.

I notice details of her appearance I had not noticed before.

Her body is covered in scars.

The strong angles of her face are emphasized with large gashes healed over.

The forest has not been kind to her.

The forest has not been kind to either of us.

The yards that once separated have become inches.

She continues to follow my movements as I step closer.