In an instant, the animal went berserk. With a sudden, desperate burst of energy, it thrashed, kicking up dirt and leaves. Jacob barely had time to react before the massive antlers swung violently. With one powerful strike, the moose sent the drone spiraling. Jacob’s screen flickered, then went black. Static buzzed in his ears.
He bolted upright, his breath coming in quick, shallow gasps. His only evidence—gone. The moose was in pain, and now, if he went to the rangers with nothing but his word, they’d dismiss him again. But he couldn’t just leave it there. The wound was bad, and the animal wouldn’t survive long without help.