The Wolf's Print

Courage

Day 15, March 23, 2009
This morning I brought up the courage to investigate the hut. It looked crazy inside! Broken bottles and dead herbs littered the ground. There was a fire pit and above it was a rusted cauldron. Wood carvings were every where! But one thing that sent shivers down my spine and gave me goose bumps were four large claw marks, engraved in the side of the hut. After inspecting the hut, I followed the blood trail and it lead me to a hole, a large hole. I looked inside and there was a boy in there! He had cut himself pretty badly and seemed dazed and in shock. He is about my age and I brought him back to my camp and he is resting and healing. He said he was exploring the hut when a Demon Dog attacked him and ran out. He dragged himself to the hole. He says his name was Dylon and he had ran away to hang himself in the woods but decided to stay a while. He said he recognized me as the girl who vanished. He said my parents pronounced me dead... luckily for me he came prepared with a good pocket knife and he found a foot trap in a abandoned house he raided. He seems trust able and rather brave. He said he saw me once in the neighborhood walking a dog. He said I was really brave to leave and was surprised I've lasted as long as I have out here.