My eyelids flicker open, just barely enough to recognize the blurred blues, blacks, and whites of the night forest. I immediately notice the burning, sharp pain that's lighting my neck on fire with discomfort. Like there's canines sinking into my flesh and winning a tug-of-war match with gravity.
I'm... being carried? Like a f*****g wolf pup?
Cold wind blows against my face, cutting right through my clothes and causing me to shiver.
Blindly I reach my hand out, trying to feel for anything at all. Warm fur tickles my palm, sending a jolt of electricity through my chest.
I remember what I saw. A giant wolf leaping out of the woods, roaring louder than any monster ever could.
A sort of drugged, calm fear comes over me. I don't want to face this thing, whatever the hell it is.
So I
