The Wildest Of Them All

Chapter 2

Chapter 2

After my nostalgia and cereal I headed toward the front parlor, stopping briefly to pull on my boots, and reached for the door.

My hand hesitated before touching the freezing handle; the door was cracked. Usually my mother closed and locked the door as she left, but Mother had done it before so there was really nothing to worry about. I grabbed the freezing handle, pulled, stepped into the garage, walked down the few steps, and froze as my foot landed in something warm and wet.

I glanced down at my boots, looking at the red liquid that was dripping off the sole of my shoe. It took me a moment to realize that I had just stepped in blood. I jumped back with a yelp, falling on my butt in the process.

I looked down at the bottom of the stairs I had fallen up and saw the pool of blood. It had several streams of blood running to it from the center of the garage. I followed the blood trails, my eyes finally reaching the deer carcass sitting in the middle of the garage.

The deer was torn to pieces with limbs splayed at awkward angles; one of the legs was missing. Some of the deer fur was floating in the breeze from the open garage door.

My eyes continued to survey the mess in front of me until they paused on a moving shape in the corner. I thought for a moment that it was another deer until I looked closer.

I saw a pair of ears, a long grey tail, and then saw the blood paw prints around the animal. It appeared to be a wolf chewing on one of the deer's legs. I attempted to silently crawl back up the stairs, into the safety of the house, but one of the stairs creaked on my way back up.

I froze as the wolf looked up and huffed at me. No matter how much I have always said I liked wolves and admired them it is still terrifying having the wild animal run up to me and start huffing and attempting to sniff me. I stood up as the wolf advanced, but the wolf decided it was a good idea to jump up and attempt to put its paws on me.

I shrieked and fell back onto the stairs; as I was falling all I could think was, I'm fucked, this is how i'm going to die. I continued falling until I felt my head connect with the stair behind me; I hit my head on the top step and everything went blurry.

I felt the wolf step on my arm as it leaned over me and began to make some sort of gesture with its muzzle. Wait, since when are there two wolves?  I could no longer hear anything but a muffled buzzing as the wolf continued to stand on me and now was poking me with its nose.

I continued looking at the creature until I saw a person run up and push the wolf off me. In my  haze I noticed the human was a female who looked oddly like my mother, weird. She seemed to be trying to say something to me but no words were coming out; or maybe that is just me? Her mouth continued to open and close a few more times, her face morphing into a look of horror when I didn't respond. I tried to open my mouth and tell her that I was fine but before I could my world took on a grey hue and faded into blackness.