The Smell of the Woods

"I must have been dozing off when an especially brave mosquito plunged her mouth into my neck. I jerked awake and swatted the little pest into a red smudge, and this was when I caught sight of a flash in the distance," he says. "The loud calling of a crow soon after told me I wasn't alone." A strange smell began to drift from up ahead of him before shots rang out behind him.