I must of crossed the road while I backed away from the two men. I don't see the lake house lights any more. The sounds of laughter and music is long gone. It is so dark here. Something snaps to the left of me and I crutch down to the ground.
"Come out, come out wherever you are!"
This comes from behind me. I dart up and run forward. I stumble and fall a few times before I can feel something breathing in my neck. I swing around with my arms up, but there's nothing there.
Mockingly someone starts to sing a song about little red riding hood. There is something not right about it. The song seems to be coming to me from all around me, in a circle, coming closer and closer. I start to spin my head to follow the sound of the song, then I see something that makes my knees give out.
Glowing eyes. Two pairs, just circling me with the song. The song stops and the eyes snap right at me. I can't hardly hear the running and snapping of twigs above the beating of my heart.
One despite scream escape my mouth before I hit the ground and is knocked out.Pain. That's the first thing that I feel. My head must have hit a rock or something. I feel dizzy and nauseous. My ribs and lungs feel bruised. I cough when I tried to inhale a gulp of air.
"Yes! You're awake. It's not fun if the prey is out cold"
"Come on Chuck. It is not nice to play with one's catch. They break to fast. Besides, we don't have time. You know how close we are to the border."
"Yeah, yeah. Hold you horses. I'll be quick and then you can get your fun."
"No, last time you were first. It's my turn."
I whimper as it draws on me what they are saying. I have to get away from here. I turn around and try to stand up, but strong hands just push me back to the ground. The sound of a zip being drag down, sets my brain into panic mode and I scream for my life. A hard slap across my face and sharp pain at the side of my neck is all it takes for me to say goodnight.
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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.