"Uhmm.... Yes.... That's what I am for now. Can you please help me out? My car has a flat and the spare is flat too. Can you give me a lift to the lake house over there? My friends will be there and I will be able to call for road assistance. Please?"
The first man, Chuck, comes closer to me and looks at where I am pointing. Shielding his eyes from the bright lights.
" You know that they say about the woods around here? They are full of dangers. "
The others man snickers in his hand. " Yeah.... And about little girls in red capes."
I suddenly smell the two, they inched closer to me while they were talking. It's something between rotten meat and bad bathing habits. I feel a chill run down my spine. Slowly I begin to back up and search for my pockets for my taser.
" There is no wolf here and I'm not on my way to grandma's."
They both stop and look at each other. Horrible grins appear on their faces as they turn to me.
No! No pockets! The taser is in my car! My car keys are.... somewhere behind me in the basket.
"Are you sure about that?" the second one asked.
Bewildered I begin to back up more and suddenly I have backed right up to a big pine tree.
"You know what, Chuck? It has been a long time since we last hunted."
"You know, Bruce? This will not be a big hunt, or challenge. You can smell her fear a mile away."
Wait! What!?
"We will be sporting." Chuckles Bruce.
"Yeah! We will count down to ten and then we'll hunt."
I look flabbergasted at the two of them.
"Ten" Starts Bruce.
"Nine"
"Eight"
"You should run, child."
"Six... Run!"
So I run. Into the woods.... with know idea where I am going.
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WerewolfWhat happens when you give in and go into the woods, at night? Will you come out the same, or not at all? Pictures came from pinterest.
