"You’re not going anywhere."
A chill run through my spine and I jolted away, sprinting in the dark fog, praying the forest didn’t swallow me whole.
A crack between the branches .
I ran faster, my heart pounding, but the mist seemed really to swallow me whole, blocking my path, choking my breath. I couldn’t see the wolves, but I could feel them, their presence suffocating, right behind me.
Then came the voice—a female voice- so sudden, so unexpected, it made me stumble.
“Whoa, girl, slow down! You’re a mess in this dream, huh?”
The voice was light, mocking, and somehow, it cut through the panic in my chest like a knife.
I froze for a moment, the fear momentarily forgotten. What the hell was that?
“Yeah, I see you. You think they’re scary? Those wolves? Hah. You’ve got a lot to le
