Predator or Prey?

- My heart races. I suck in my breath and stare at the fallen heap before me. It’s small, a shapeless lump of black slumped across the ground. I edge in closer, watching for movement. There is none. I nudge the carcass with the barrel of my rifle. As it rolls over I hear myself gasp in horror. Across the pale white face of the beast, a maniacal smile is stretched in a dreadful rictus.

It’s a man. I have just killed a man...

By:Vanitha Sankaran