“Dammit!” I grumbled, taking off in the direction of the dog.
I hated having to run after the dog, especially in my current state, but something told me that there was a good reason.
I could hear him barking but due to his speed and the darkness, I only had that and the rustling of trees to rely on to find him.
As the dog ran, the screams grew closer, but they weren’t as frequent. It appeared as if they were being muffled, or the person yelling was growing tired.
However, after a few moments, both Jake and I were alerted to a scream of sheer terror, followed by the pitch of someone begging.
Even though I couldn’t hear what was being said, I knew this wasn’t some drunk chick at this point and I quickened my pace, as Jake’s snarls and barks became more insistent.
Eventually, I came upon the sounds of rustling that weren’t the dog, followed by the woman’s now much fainter screams.
Even through the darkness, I could see that there was a man on top of a woman, pinning her to the ground and trying his best to take advantage of her as she attempted to fight him off.
The man seemed to be taking an intense amount of sadistic pleasure in the woman’s inability to get away, taunting her as she grew weaker.
“Hey, asshole!” I called, sensing Jake next to me, now, ready to attack. “Get the fuck away from her!” ….