There was no doubt in my mind that the eyes that were staring back at me right now belonged to a wolf, as they resembled the red eyes of the rogue wolf that had haunted my dreams since the day in the locker room. My breathing at that moment became unsteady, as I held onto the top of the headstone that had caught my fall, with a death grip, while my eyes remained fixated on the two glowing eyes staring back at me.
As the eyes slowly moved towards me from the shadows of the trees, my ears began to throb and ring, as my heart pounded heavily against my chest, while my mind raced with ideas of what I should do. Of course, my first thought was to run and scream for help, but as I looked around at an empty cemetery on the far outskirts of town, I realized there was nowhere to run, and no one to
