194- The Red Forest -Tom Tully

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Forest, seeking a way of escape, while around you, gaining with your every step, the relentless enemy which is fire, is closing in from every side, until there will be only one way out, and that way is death.

So listen now, as escape brings you Antony Ellis' exciting story, the Red Forest. The trail had led from a lumber town along a washboard road and into the forest. I'm no woodsman, but in the daylight I found the place.

And then I started back to the car. But something was different. Maybe with tall shadows, there wasn't a trail anymore. Only streams where there hadn't been before. that were the same but weren't and sounds, sounds that when you were a kid on a hike with fun, and now they sketch it. I'd thrown my last cigarette away three, four hours before,

and that's when the fire had started. And it was then that I started to run. Run. It was nearly dark when I found the road. I'd come to it about a half a mile below where I'd parked my car. A half hour later on the outskirts of a little town my headlights picked up a girl standing by the side of the road. She carried a cheap paper suit

case and she was summing a ride. Sure! Put your case in the back. Not many cars on the road tonight. No. Been walking one? Uh huh. On my way to Missoula. My last That's right, drop me a mile or so back.