Gradually, they lifted him out of the pit. As soon as he was free, the man rolled onto the ground, breathing heavily. The moonlight revealed a dark figure, clothes torn and smeared with dirt. Mike noticed his leg seemed uninjured, despite his earlier cries.
Before Mike could ask questions, the stranger stood with surprising ease. He flicked open a knife, its blade catching the silvery glow. Nicole gasped, stepping back. The man’s expression twisted into something malevolent. “Thanks for the help,” he snarled, waving the weapon.