A shiny object on the ground caught Dorothy's eye. She picked it up and saw that it was a potion bottle, missing a cap.
There was not much potion leftover in the bottle and the liquid inside flowed down the bottle container and onto her hand. She felt a familiar tingling in her hands - it was the same pain she was experiencing in her neck.
It appeared that the wolf had escaped from here and the wounds on his limbs should have been from chains that were soaked in this potion.
She knew that a group of hunters was hunting for him at the time. Had he been caught by them as a part of some sort of experiment?
Thinking about this, Dorothy was startled in her heart and searched around in this open space.
Everything seemed normal on the surface, so where was the entrance…
Her eyes suddenly t
