Note:
This chapter contains vulgar language and slight gore, Be prepared!
Also in the chapter 51 (Which way to go) you could choose whether to go right or to go left. If you didn't choose just yet then go back to chapter 51 and choose. If you did choose, then consider all of the above not written.
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You decided to just go to the left. Even though there are more trees there and the chance of getting back to the mansion was bigger, you knew that this would be the right path to choose. If you get enough distance from the wolves you might be able to climb in a tree.
You shot deeper into the woods, the hungry wolves still growling loudly at you as you kept running for your life. Why did this have to happen? You were so fucking close to freedom and then there's this stupid pack of wolves which had to ruin it all.
You knew that these woods would be filled with the unknown. You had heard the chilling howls before, when you were walking towards your own home to retrieve the box. You wondered why they didn't attack you then but it was probably because of the killers which were with you.
You shook your head mentally in order to get your concentration back to where it should be. You were being chased by hungry wolves; you needed all of your energy to just go and run like hell! You jumped over stray logs, avoided low hanging branches and ignored the pain.
You needed to get away from them, you needed to find a safe spot and then continue on your journey towards freedom. Gathering the courage you quickly peeked over your shoulder and into the darkness. The wolves were nowhere to be seen, yet you knew that outrunning them was impossible.
You could get some distance but those creatures are faster... Well maybe these weird, red-eyed mutated ones not but then they'll surely be a lot stronger. This was your chance right now, it was now or never. You needed to find a good tree to climb and you needed to do it quickly.
Scanning the area while still running you tried to search for a tree with low hanging, strong branches. You needed to get as high as possible in order to escape them. Be quick, because you weren't going to last any longer.
Your gaze focused on a tree further ahead. It had low hanging branches and it was big. It had to do, you had no time left. Gathering the last of your power you took a sprint towards the tree, completely ignoring the fact that those wolves could get to you any second now.
You ran right at the tree, holding your good hand out in order to grab the highest branch it could reach. You didn't slow down, you used this speed to take off of the ground and free run on the tree in order to get as high as possible.
Once you had reached the tree you took off, nearly jumping on the wood before your hand had secured itself on one of the branches. It felt as if you were flying into the air. You took advantage of your speed and pulled yourself up easier, high enough to wrap the elbow of your bad arm around the branch.
Your feet were dangling in the air as the wolves neared quickly. They immediately jumped against the tree, one of them even jumping high enough to grab your foot. You felt the sharp teeth entering your ankles and whilst crying loudly of pain, you tried to shake the wolf off of your leg.
Thanks to gravity it had let go, falling onto the ground and regaining itself to prepare for another attack. You quickly pulled yourself up, getting onto the branch before you looked down. They were barking loudly at the tree, jumping against it.
Even thought they couldn't reach you, you still found it too close. You slowly and steadily climbed higher, towards a branch which seemed more solid. Thanks to your broken hand it was quite hard, but at least you had your arm.
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