Right when the four or five men were about to start raping her, countless snakes slithered toward them. Some of the snakes were red, some green, all glowing dimly in the night. On the cool mountaintop, the bodies of the snakes were even colder. The big and burly men were terrified, fleeing in all directions.

Jane opened her eyes weakly. She was not afraid, she was going to die anyway. Perhaps death by a snake’s bite would be a more merciful outcome.

Barely a few minutes after the men ran awa