The wood was dark, the trees danced to the tales the wind told them while I ran, my breath becoming ragged.
I couldn’t dare to look back, for I was scared of facing what was chasing me. No matter how hard I run, I couldn’t get out of the wood. It was as if I was running in circles.
My eyes tried to search for an escape route, the one that would lead me to the opening, but all I could see was fog and how the darkness had become of my eyes
Suddenly, there was a loud howl behind me. The wolf had caught me, I feel its raging breathing behind me. I couldn’t run more, my lungs were suffocating and my eyes were becoming heavier than I had ever imagined.
My body betrayed me as I fell with a thud on the floor. I was facing my death, a black furry werewolf stood on my head, his fur shiny in the
