Jen Gibbs

What the!

Jen stumbled back and cast her flashlight around.

“Keep your head, keep your head,” she thought frantically, “don’t panic!”

On a whim she also checked above them. She forced herself to breathe slowly, to not hyperventilate.

She suddenly wanted to bind her flashlight to her rifle, so she could carry it in two hands and shine a light at wherever she was aiming. Did they have any duct tape with them?