The howls echoed through the night getting the hairs on the back of my neck on end. I ran through the dense forest; the full moon casted it’s bright light through the dark path, guiding me but strengthening them.I ran faster. Slowing down wasn’t an option. Stopping meant being dead.The trees were a dark blur and my chest was burning from the adrenaline. My breath came out in short gaps, my heart pounded against my rib cage, but I knew I had to keep going.Because they were coming…