(TW: MENTIONS OF SLIGHT GORE.)
You are walking home from a interview for a job you always wanted. Yet again, it didn't go right. You just never felt comfortable in the interviews, the way they asked the questions or how they would look at you.
You can faintly hear a dog barking and your cold footsteps upon the wet and dark pavement.
You hear the barking getting louder.
And louder.
Until you realize that the dog isn't in containment or within a yard. He is quickly gaining on you. You start to panic and start running. The run becomes a sprinting sensation in the streets not being able to see ahead of you. You cannot breathe well and need to find a place the dog cannot reach.
You find a children's playground and attempt to climb the ladder next to the slide. You are too late. The dog grips onto your leg. You scream in agony as he tears away at your skin. You try to release his jaw. This is just met with him digging more into your flesh.
Losing hope, you are about to give in when you hear a voice.
"I'M COMING!!!"
