#Chapter19
The sound of movement carries to Eve’s ears as she lies in the dirt, closer it comes, hesitantly yet she keeps her eyes shut tight for as much as she longs for death to release her from this hell that she has been born into, she does not have the courage to stare death in the face. Her keen sense of hearing tells her that the unknown visitor has come to a halt, the humanzee gently sniffs the breeze, searching for a scent that will name her executioner, hoping for a quick death…the stink that fills her wide nostrils makes her heart hammer as a cold fear fills her body…she wills herself not to open her eyes, not to run, but to accept release at the hands of the human who now moves closer.