The sun was almost at its peak, so Rebecca decided to head home before it got too hot. As she walked through the woods, she kept looking behind her every couple minutes. When she reached the tree line, she turned around and glanced back once more. Still no sign of the wolf.
When she finally arrived at her home, Rebecca collapsed onto the porch. All of the things that happened today seemed like some kind of a dream. Was this really happening? She shook her head and tried to clear her thoughts. This couldn't possibly be real. Maybe she was going crazy. Maybe she killed the wolf by accident, and maybe she should call the police about it. No, she had to think logically about all of this. It was just an animal, and she hadn't done anything wrong.
Rebecca didn't know what to do next. She neede
