All of this has happened before…
A bow is aimed.
Erica closes her eyes.
She hears it release, but instead of feeling it, she hears a cry, and then, she smells blood.
Opening her eyes, she finds no Boyd standing in front of her (still safe at home, hopefully).
Bleeding from the palm, the hunter goes to pick up the ruined bow.
Another arrow re-nicks the palm, and she turns to see Allison standing on a tree trunk with her own bow aimed at the hunter.
“Erica. Can you walk?”
“As fast as you can, go warn the others.”