Copyright: this story is my own idea.
I heard the howling of wind as I ran from them. They weren't normal wolves they were demon wolves. The trees whipped around taunting me to try and fight back. The shadows danced and laughed at my futile attempt to escape the inevitable death that awaited me. I heard them howl into the bleak night. They knew that I knew they would catch me. But they loved the chase, the challange I was for them. I hoped and prayed I'd make it knowing I wouldn't. As I was running I came across a lake that was glowing an eerie green color it was poisoned. I stopped for to long, I could now hear their paws hitting the dry Earth. I started running again but I made the mistake of looking back. The blood red eyes stared into mine while they smiled with happiness and pleasure. I looked forward again having to stop suddenly coming face to face with the leader. I knew it was over when he smiled maliciously at me. That's when they attacked with no mercy. They tore off my right arm first I screamed in pain. Blood flowed out of my shoulder and as I looked at my arm that was being mauled I could see bones hanging out. The leader looked at me and attacked. The next thing I know I was a ghost I watched as my body gushed out blood. The leader looked up at me and smiled an evil smile that seemed to say although you're dead I will still hunt you. I knew then that this nightmare had only just begun.