I ran through the woods, looking around desperately for any movement. The forest sat silently around me as I stopped to catch my breath. Taking a moment to listen, I could barely hear something moving nearby. They drew closer, I could hear their heavy breath. I took off running.
A large, dark grey mass jumped out right where I'd been standing just seconds before. The beast rose up on its hind legs, its muscles rippling. The creature wasn't quite human, nor wolf, but a hideous hybrid. Covered in dark fur, sharp claws sprung from its fingertips. Sharp teeth populated an elongated snout. The Werewolf struck sheer terror into any man's heart.
The Werewolf howled as it continued its hunt. Under any other circumstances, I'd be sorry for the poor animal that this monster was hunting. Except for the fact it is hunting me. Why it was hunting me in particular, I have no clue. All I know is I need to get away before it can find me.
As I ran, I could feel myself getting slower, the creature getting closer. I tripped over a large root. Tumbling to the ground, I got a face full of dirt and leaves. I scrambled to get up, trying to see where the Werewolf was. The beast was upon me, growling at me. The last thing I saw was its clawed paw striking at me.
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Writetober 2019 Collection
RandomHere is where I will be collecting all of my works for this years Writetober challenge. There will be poems, short stories, and other forms of writing all throughout the month posted here! If you haven't already, join in the challenge, it's not too...
