Nina
After Ronan left me at the fair, I decided that it was time to go home. The sun had already set, casting the sidewalks in darkness, but I felt strangely comforted by the wolf plushie in my hands.
Suddenly, as I was walking, I stopped in my tracks as a blood curdling scream echoed from the woods. I paused, my heart quickening. Maybe it was just the screams of someone having too much fun at the fair…
But she screamed again, this time even more desperately. “Help!” she screamed.
Panic set in. I couldn’t just walk away if a woman was in danger; I had to help her. Without thinking, while still clutching my stuffed wolf in one hand, I took off toward the screams and plunged into the woods. I found myself deftly leaping over rocks and tree roots as I tried to follow the source of the scr
