C44 Camp experience IV

THE ALLIGATOR was lying on the mud, gaping open in a stunned expression. My pulse raced at the sight of its battle scars and its razor-sharp fangs. The moonlight was illuminating its motionless body. I had no weapons on me and was two feet away from it. Not that I carried anything at all. A bead of sweat trickled down my cheek. Gulping, I thought I may die. In my entire life