I woke up to the smell of rust. My whole body felt like it was being weighed down by bricks and even keeping my head up was proving to be too much for my neck.
With my head laying down, I glaze up with my eyes and the light in the room is blinding me. Sqinting I see that it's a lamp focused directly on me and my arms are tied down and there's IV's in the inside of my right elbow. Here's were I really start freaking out. I try to kick, only to find that my feet are strapped down too.
I've never been a fan of needles, just the sight of them could give me a panic attack, but now here I was, atrapped in a chair, with no clue Where I am, with a needle in my arm, that is, by the looks of it, taking my blood. Yes no think going into full on panic mode is justified here.
The room is dark, it looks like a giant warehouse with other chairs around, but it's difficult to see, especially with the lamp directly on me.
On the floor all around me, there was blood. Some was dried, some was merely stains, and some was fresh blood.
Is this my blood? I'm hyperventilating now. How long have I been here? Are they going to kill me? WHAT DO THEY WANT?
What if I died and something bad happened to the kids? No I can't. I won't die! ...hopefully
The sound of footsteps brought me out of my thoughts. They echoed agaisnt the wall and I tried my best to keep a straight face and show power, which I bet wasnt really convincing, but it was worth a shot.
The figured stopped right in front of me, but I still couldn't clearly make out his face.
He began laughing. Why did he sound so familiar?
"No need to put on a brave face, I can hear your heart beating out of fear from here little one. And I love it"
Little one? Oh no! The events of yesterday hit me in a flash. His eyes! No! Please no!
He begins laughing again as I start thrashing in my chair out of panic.
He steps closer and now I can see the light of his red eyes. "Do you know how long I've been looking for you?"
"What?"
"We've been tracking you for years little one. Your essence is strong. We brought several here before you, thinking it was you of course and well, they got punished accordingly for waisting our time." His eyes moved to the floor to all the stains and pools of blood. I flich back thinking of all the pain that must jave caused. " but you wont waist our time, will you?" be grabs by chin and pulls my head up to look at him.
His touch burns my skin and I want nothing more than to get away. When I don't answer, he grabs my face tighter, and it hurts and will definitely leave bruises. "I asked you a question!" His eyes were dark red, filled with fury.
I shake my head vigorously, "n-n-o"
He lets go quickly," good girl. Now the fun can really begin." His hand was moving up and down my arm and his other one was playing with the ruffles of my dress. Yep I was still in my homecoming dress, which made me feel worse because now I could only think about Mason and how I'll never be able to see him again.
My thoughts were cut short when he suddenly took a couple steps back. He looked at me like he was trying to find something and then his eyes focused on my arm. His mouth grew into a smirk that made me want to shrink back in fear and throw up at the same time. His mouth opened slightly to reveal...
Wait were his teeth growing?!
I'm hallucinating, this-this cant be real!
But I didn't have time to think about what was real or not as he threw himself at me faster than light and sunk his teeth into my arm.
I screamed with all that was in me and I was filled with unbearable pain. I saw him move away from me with blood dripping down his face, as he said "goodnight little one" as I drifted off to darkness from the pain.
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Running With Wolves
WerewolfWhen your whole life has been one mess after another, you stop expecting for miracles to happen.