MAYA
Where am I?
My heart beat out of control, screaming in my chest as I ran. The armor pressed down on me like a cage, suffocating me. Its cold weight bit into my chest and arms. A spear slick with my sweat slipped in my grip, while a shield dragged at my other hand, solid yet clumsy.
And why am I wearing armor?
I attempted to scream, to call for help, but my voice was caught somewhere like a mute scream caught by the madness surrounding me. Anger flared, but I could not stop because it wasn’t mine, yet it burned through me, forcing my body upright, driving me forward, straight into the oncoming wolves bursting from the dark.
These weren’t ordinary wolves. Their eyes seethed with a hatred so profound it appeared to emanate from their very core.
A wolf lunged, its jaws gaping for
