14th August
Deep in the Serpent's Tooth Jungle
My legs still feel like jelly. I can hardly believe what I saw just an hour ago. I was tracking the path of the elusive Sun-Wing butterfly, pushing through thick, wet leaves, when everything went utterly silent. Even the screeching insects stopped. A prickle of unease crawled up my spine. That's when I saw it.
At first, I thought it was just a shadow pooling beneath the giant ferns. But the shadow *moved*. Two eyes, the colour of molten gold, blinked open in the darkness. They weren't reflecting light; they seemed to glow from within. My breath hitched. Slowly, gracefully, a creature emerged, sleeker and darker than any panther. Its fur seemed to drink the dappled sunlight, making it almost invisible against the jungle floor. It moved with a liquid silence that terrified me more than a roar would have.
It paused, fixing those hypnotic eyes on me. I was frozen, my hand hovering over the emergency flare in my pocket, but unable to move a muscle. Was it hostile? Curious? I couldn't tell. It simply watched me for what felt like an eternity, then, as silently as it appeared, it melted back into the shadows. Gone. My heart is still pounding like a drum. What *was* that creature? The locals whisper legends of a 'Shadow Cat', but I always thought they were myths. Not anymore. I need to be more careful out here.
Why it works: Consistent first-person ("I", "my", "me"). Shows feelings ("legs feel like jelly", "prickle of unease", "breath hitched", "terrified me", "frozen", "heart is still pounding"). Clear chronological order of events. Includes sensory details (sight: "molten gold" eyes, dark fur, dappled sunlight; sound: silence). Contains personal reflection and questions ("Was it hostile?", "What was that creature?").