He could hear them, crunching through the brush behind him. Two of them, one closer than the other, but both of them flanking him. The moment he left the trees completely, he'd be utterly exposed. That would be the moment...

His heart pounding with adrenaline, Alex burst onto the beach, and threw himself forward. Tumbling quickly, he rolled to his feet, and brought up his spear to defend himself. But would he get the spear up in time before someone managed to stab him?