The first body was so well-hidden in the undergrowth that he tripped right over them, glasses falling from his face only to be discovered a few unfortunate footsteps later. Without them he still had to carry on, had to find his way back to the car park on the other side of the woods and get back to civilisation - to help.
There was no way he'd be able to find the others and rescue them from whatever was out there pretending to be a hurt human. A thought crossed his mind and filled him with dread - he could barely make anything out without his glasses... he wouldn't know if a friend or creature was stood silently in front of him until it was too late.
He found the second body when he was fumbling on the ground for a stick big enough to use as a weapon. Just like the first body, this one was curled up tight. Unlike the first, they weren't fully wrapped up in the thick, rope-like substance the creature spat from its dripping maw.
Something must have interrupted it.
The questions remained - had it seen him coming and panicked or had just moved away so it could get a better angle to attack him? Had he even been the one to disturb it or was something bigger and deadlier approaching? Would either one matter when he'd likely die before he made it halfway to the safety?
As the branches above him dipped under the weight of something too far away for him to see, he curled up beside the body of his friend to wait for the inevitable. As the undergrowth began to rustle a final thought crossed his mind - there was more than one.
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