Werewolf Processing

Chapter 2

When I woke up I opened my eyes a little and winced at the bright light shining through the tiny window. After my eyes adjusted, I tried to lift my self up, but hissed at the searing pain on my hip from the rock I had fell on. I examined my self and saw I had some bruises here and there, thank god nothing major.

I slowly got up and looked at my surroundings. I was in a fairly small room, it had a crappy bed with an uncomfortable looking mattress and a dirty paper thin pillow. I saw an iron door with one of those things where you slide it and both your eyes get full view of the room.

After I sat on the bed (to test it out) I walked up to the small window. I wasn't tall enough to look threw it so I attempted to move the bed under the window and surprisingly succeeded. I stood on the bed and peeked out the small window, bewildered at what I saw.

The sun was shining over the tree tops, there was birds chirping and flying about. I saw a squirrel climb up one of the tall pine trees into its home. I could hear water flowing, but I didn't know where it was coming from. I heard a snap of a twig and saw a doe and her fawn. I smiled at the little animal, eating the rich grass that was growing from the ground. I endured the wonder forest view, it reminded me of camping. I absolutely love camping! I would trade any day for a week of camping.

Their necks snapped up as if danger was near, they stood there staring at something I couldn't see and ran away. My smile faded, how did I get here in a forest? What happe- oh... That's right I was kidnapped. I slowly got off the bed and put it back quietly, hoping no one could hear me.

After I moved it back I heard foot steps and ran to the corner near the door to hide. When they opened the slit on the door probably to see if I was awake, I heard them curse loudly and open the door.

I stood in my corner until the door was wide open and the man was standing in the middle of the room. Before he could spot me, I tripped him to the ground and knocked him out by hitting him hard on the head with a random pipe I found on the ground, what the heck? I panicked for a second and checked his pulse to see if he was alive. Thankfully (I think)he was still alive.

After I dragged his body under the bed I cautiously walked out the door closing it quietly, and tip toeing down the hallway. I had no idea what this place was, it kinda looked like an abandon prison from the 1800's. Obviously some of the cells have been restored.

I found a door that lead to the forest, I took one step out the door and froze when I heard someone.

"HEY!" They yelled but I bolted threw the forest. I ran until I stumbled upon a river and almost fell in. I looked behind me and could see the man catching up. I quickly but carefully, walked across the river, screaming at some of the fish and putting my hands out when I almost slip on rocks. I have a phobia of fish and seaweed, don't ask me how I got it I don't know, fish just scare the crap out of me okay.

When I was finally on the other side of the river, I turned around and saw the man was at the edge shaking like a violent earthquake. His eyes where pitch black darker then night, when I looked into them I saw anger and desire to kill. There was also something else in his eyes, not emotion or desire, it was something I wasn't familiar with. I felt fear when I thought about that unfamiliar aura.

When I ripped my gaze away from the mans eyes, I realized I was unintentionally running. I sensed I was shaking, not because I was cold but because I was scared. I didn't know where I was running to, I just had to get away but I couldn't. The forest was so thick all what I could see for miles was trees.

I felt a ping of pain on my ankle, and I fell hard on the ground. I screamed at the pain on my hip, I lifted my head up and saw the man still running towards me, he picked up his pace when he saw me on the ground. I looked by my aching foot and saw I tripped on a tree root, my foot was turning purple and it was sore.