ked in. I opened my eyes a little wider subconsciously as I remembered the last thing I saw before I... What I didn't die? I was surprised as I was certain that I had

te a traditional setting. I could tell from the wooden structure of the room that I was

ever, I was certain I wouldn't be given any of this treatment if it were to be so. Jason wasn't so considerate, he was a mo

e smell of nature that lingered around, I couldn't have gone too far away from the p

the side of my abdomen all the way up to my shoulder. The feeling of my flesh tearing was something I was used to but this time it was differently painful. I quickly moved my hand to the sour

ze was piercing and quite sharp and I could tell from his demeanor that he wasn't very nice. However, remembering I had

the pack and I was certain there hadn't been a new member so far as I knew. I

ue per

dry and so, I sounded a bit too weak than I intended. The stinging pain from my

h and raised his hands in the

the expressions I made. I couldn't help but look down to see what he was talking about and i

t suppress and bear the pain that hit me. I could only lay

e corner of the room and I saw him pick up a white bandage and some bottled substance that looked gooey and blue. He moved

ed down at my cloth. I wasn't certain what he wa

but yell at him, the pain

is hands on my dress. He lifted from the hem and the sight of the horrible wo

me wool and slowly cleaned my wounds. It was painful but he was quite gent

ell he wasn't joking from the chilly smell that exh

could smell my flesh sizzling but the feeling went straight to my head, making it heavy and quite achy. It kind of reminded m

ntle caress on the sides of my wounds again, slowly cleaning up the remains of the substance as well as the blood sta

y realize how hot and sweaty I was from the prior. It was a sweet sensation of relief after all the pain. And the cold sensation kept increasing until it finally stopped. I l

I'll go bring some water for you." He said as he pulled down my dress

to be careful around him and stall him long enough till my wounds heal and then I could escape from his grasp. I didn't know who he was but I could tell he wasn't normal in any way. No one used this kinds of medications and moreso, none dared to venture into the w

ng as much as I can with him. As far as I can see, he

yelids that were starting to get

.

ne for countless years in this two stairs cabin which he had taken in the farthest part of the wood for a reaso

e didn't know if she had done that to herself or if somebody else did it and he was overly curious as to just what kind of life she had lived up to this point. He wanted to ask her about it but decided not

like a rolling tape. He still couldn't fathom how it was possible that

of blood had reached his senses as he ran about wildly and he hurried to the source for a hunt. That was as much as he could remember

y. At first he thought he'd been found out and seen by someone from the pack whom he'd just massacred and in the fear of having the w

s tied around their figure and it was then that the realization of the person being a little girl whom he'd attacked

med by guilt. Although, she wouldn't be his first female victim, Darren just had this strange painful feeling of remorse in his heart seeing the girl in that state, as well as an overwhelming guilt knowing it might have

claw mark...' He was certain that the wound dealt to her was too thin to be his claws in any way.

k...?' Darren thought. Then it would appear th

However, Darren knew from his heart that pumped and thrummed anxiously, He very well knew the truth. Afterall, his berse