I woke to the smell of something good and went downstairs. “Good morning,” Sean said, looking up from the bacon and omelets which he was making. “Morning,” I replied.
“Sleep well?” he asked.
“Yes, I did. Thank you for letting me sleep in the bed. It’s the softest thing I’ve slept on for a long time. But you didn’t have to do that, I would’ve slept on the couch.”
“I know, but I figured that you’d like the bed much better,” he said and flipped the omelets onto plates, splitting the bacon into three pieces each and set the food on a table.
“Hungry?” he asked as he sat down.
“You kidding? ‘Course I am,” I said and we both laughed. I picked up my knife and fork and began eating. The omelet tasted amazing: it made my mind swirl with colors just by the smell and when I took a bite and tasted it, it felt like I was in the middle of a rainbow of flavor. He finished before me and put his dishes in the sink, and when I finished he took the plate and put it in the sink too before I could do or say anything.
“Oh, thanks,” I said.
“No problem. What do you want to do?” he asked.
“Umm.... could we go for a walk?”
“Sure. We can go to the park,” he said and then started toward the door. I followed him, my eyes all lovie-dovie at him. I walked next to him the whole time, never taking my eyes off of him whether it was with my head down and peeking out the side of my eye or with my head staring at him, looking at his beautiful face and form. He asked me many questions like what my favorite color was now, why I had I run away to the forest, did I have any animals, etc. Many times, I found myself using my hands to describe things. We walked around the park a few times and then started toward a restaurant since we were both getting hungry.
We walked through a construction area with chain link fences, machines, a few small buildings, and upturned dirt. The construction area was in the hood of the city, where most bad businesses and drug dealers sold their goods. Abruptly Sean froze, and I stumbled to a stop, looking at him.
“What?” I asked but heard footsteps before he replied.
“Run!” Sean said and jumped forward, grabbed my wrist and ran, pulling me along with him. I tried to see what was chasing us, but it had turned dark and I couldn’t see anything. The chain link fences were like a maze: no way out. They also had electric powering on them and were about fifteen feet high. Sean pulled me to a fence where there was a hole in the ground.
“Squeeze under!” he said, exasperated. Without complaint, I dropped to the ground and began crawling. I was a third out from under when I heard a snarling sound and looked behind me to see a huge grey and white wolf staring at Sean. It grabbed Sean’s leg and drug him backwards, snarling and growling. I saw the blood come from Sean, but before I could even get an inch out from under the fence, he disappeared behind a building, and the snarling and growling became louder and sharper. I tried to crawl back through to get to Sean, but in my haste I hit the fence and got shocked. My vision faded and my limbs fell limp. The last thing I saw was the ground.
“Cori? Are you alright?” I heard someone say. I moaned. My body hurt a lot, and my mind felt fried. I heard the person sigh in relief, seeing I was alive.
“Can you hear me Cori?” I blinked open my eyes, my vision blurry, taking a little while for it to change to normal.
“Kenzie?” I said, and everything seemed to rush back. I sat up in a flash, jumping off the bed and nearly fell by my legs collapsing under me. Someone else caught me and I looked up to see some guy.
