"Shut up!" a familiar voice hissed. "You're going to bring out every creature in --"
"Oh, thank god, Skye, it was --" Jude started.
"Where were--" you simultaneously began.
None of you finished your sentences. Just as you and Jude caught sight of Skye coming out of the dark brush behind you, scolding the two of you for your lack of discretion, she disappeared back into the night. No, something from the brush yanked her back into it. Something strong. And fast. Fast enough that none of you can react.
At the instant you and Jude are about to run headlong after her, a heart-stopping scream peals out from the direction Skye disappeared into, then silence. You and Jude glance at each other, horrified, but before either of you can come to your senses, something rustles through the brush approaching you. Approaching fast.
Thoroughly terrified, neither you nor Jude can stand your ground. Both of you turn to flee in the opposite direction of whatever is getting closer. However, it is dark, and the woods hampers your movements. Before you realize it, you and Jude have been separated, and you have no idea what direction he took. All you know is you have to get far away from here and find someplace safe to hole up in until daylight. You crash heedlessly through the undergrowth.