Beastly Forest

I was running. pumping my legs faster, moving at an almost inhuman speed. You would be too, if you were being chased by some creature that looked like it had jumped out if a horror film.

I don't know how it happened; this morning had started as any other Saturday. I woke up at around ten and then took my dog, Keira, out for a walk in the forest as usual. But not like usual, Keira would never return home and it seemed that I wouldn't either.

The sight of Keira's mangled body, and beautifully sleek black fur matted with blood had burned itself in my mind. I choked back a sob and concentrated on putting one foot in front of the other. I needed to focus.