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like he was chastising me. “Look straight ahead, and no matter what you hear, I need you to keep looking out the window.”
     
    Something in his voice gave me pause. But as he’d instructed, I looked straight out the window, blinking through the stream of blood and salty tears clouding my vision.
     
    I could feel him shifting behind me, grunting as though he was straining with something heavy. Then the car shifted back onto its rear wheels like more weight was being pressed down on it. I wanted to look, but his words rang in my ears.
     
    Suddenly his grunts turned into something much louder, a deep, ursine roar bellowing from where I had been forbidden to look only a minute before. Jesus Christ, I thought. What the hell is that?!
     
    I felt something pull on my seatbelt, tightening it around my throat for a moment before the sound of ripping fabric filled the air. I felt the pressure on my throat lift and I heaved a deep breath before coughing up a gout of blood from between my lips.
     
    I didn’t even have time to register that I had begun to slip out of my seat before I felt a big, furry hand gripping my upper arm like an iron vise. I screamed, suddenly aware of my plight as my head turned in panic toward my rescuer, only to find myself locking eyes with what I almost mistook for a massive bear.
     
    Seemingly without effort, the creature pulled me back into the car, dragging me over the center console and into the back seat. My confusion replaced itself with fear as I did whatever it took to save myself from being done in like Goldilocks. But despite my kicks and screams, the monstrous thing held fast onto my arm as it dragged me out onto the wet surface of the road outside.
     
    I looked around desperately, hoping to find the man who had tried to save me. Please, don’t him have been eaten . But no matter where I looked, there was no sign of the paramedic anywhere. I was alone. Alone, and about to be eaten by a bear.
     
    The creature stood over me, its long arms hanging at its sides. Something seemed so strange about it, about the way it looked down at me with something I could swear was intelligence in its eyes . The strange look it gave me made my think that it was making a decision, but about what, I couldn’t be sure.
     
    As I looked up at it my vision began to fade, the edges growing dim and creeping inwards until all I could see was the face of that bear as it came down on top of me, its jaws open wide.
     
    So this is how I die, I thought as everything went black. Not with a car crash, but with a bear attack…

 
    My nose was filled with the smell of cooking food and burning wood. I was warm, wrapped up in the softest blanket I had ever felt in my life and lying on a downy feather bed. My first thought as I came to my senses was that I actually had died and that I’d made it to Heaven.
     
    But before I could wonder what idiot had put me on the God’s “nice list,” I was greeted by a voice that seemed all too familiar.
     
    “How are you feeling?”
     
    I opened my eyes, turning my head to look up at the paramedic who had stopped to save me. Something felt strange as I stared up at him, taking in his handsome features and that head of wavy brown hair.
     
    “What happened to the bear?” I asked, trying to work through the haze that had fallen over my thoughts.
     
    “It’s gone. I—I drove it off after it pulled you out of the car.”
     
    “You saved me from a bear?” I asked, smiling even though it pained me.
     
    “Yeah,” he said, chuckling. “I guess I did.”
     
    “My hero,” I murmured, my voice groggy from the deep sleep I’d only just awoken from. “I don’t even know you name.”
     
    “My name is Cade,” he said, returning my smile as he sat down beside me. “And you’re Ashley.”
     
    “How do you know what my name is?” I asked, brows furrowing. Was he some kind of stalker? Was that why he was so quick to arrive on the scene? Had he been following me?
     
    As
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