Seven Days to Hell

by William W. Johnstone

  “We must get you back to camp,” Bear Tongue babbled. His voice was thick because his jaw was swollen from the powerful blow Flamehair had delivered to him. “If you don’t get help, you will bleed to death.”

  “No,” Tall Tree gasped, even though it caused fresh explosions of terrible agony in his face every time he moved his lips. The pain was nothing compared to the hatred that filled him. “I will not die. The spirits have told me . . . I cannot die . . . until I kill the white devil Flamehair!”