Lights gleamed from a distance; the ghostly mist of the forest crawled on the rough dirt path past the silhouettes of trees and shrubs. The sounds of the rustling bushes and the howl of the wind echoed eerily against my audibly rugged breath, and I flinched.
Startled with every movement of the shadows behind the dense canopy above, my eyes darted all over the place as I treaded blindly towards the light. I drew in a sharp breath when I felt something move from behind me and my body, out of instinct, veered sharply to the direction of the disturbance almost instantly.
There was no one.
Probably just a branch or an insect, I thought, or most accurately, I wished.
I turned back again, now determined to escape the labyrinth of trees, when a low growl echoed from behind me. I need not to t
