The Open Savanna Summary

THE HYBRIDS 1 PROLOGUE Relief from the oppressive heat started its journey into the valley below, high up in a ring of majestic mountains that surrounded a savanna, stretching as far as the naked eye could see. Down on the valley floor the temperature change was a welcomed respite to the rest of the life forms who dwelled there. But for the indigenous life form tasked with scouting for its hunting party, the cooler breeze did little to quell the anxiety purculating inside its chest. The lookout didn’t like the uneasiness it was experiencing and not too long after that
Fewer still, where it would be careless enough to be caught out on the open savanna without suitable cover. And now that it had rushed in to recaptured the trail of the prey it had lost. It had miscalculated and found itself right smack in the middle of Its own worst nightmare. And if to confirm its suspicions it took a moment to glance around and sure enough, the others of its party had all but disappeared, leaving it alone exposed and vulnerable.Then eyeing another promising stand of grass, it was in the middle of changing locations, when it was stopped by an overwhelming sensation that it was being watched. The only skin it had ever known, suddenly felt sentient and alien. Hairs along both arms stood on end, as the ice cold fingers of dread scratched five lines down the center of its back. Unbridled panic warred and conquered it’s natural instincts that warned it against continued movement. But fear overruled and screamed, “Run”. And it did, as fast as its little legs could convey it, in a mad dash away from the grass towards the more substantial cover of the swamp reeds, that stood as sentinels to the river