Wade ran through the woods as fast as he could. Tree branches whipped his face and cut into his arms, plus he already had a gash across his forehead that dripped blood into his vision. He fell to the forest floor with a crunch, fighting the urge to scream as he felt his ribs break. Wade stopped moving when he hear the dark growl get closer to his fallen body. To say Wade Barrett gave up would be a lie, he would never call anything quits but his body refused to listen to him. He was done, his body pushed beyond its limits, the blood loss was enough that he could barely keep his eyes open. Looking up, he saw the bright white teeth of the huge wolf that chased him into some forest on the outskirts of town. He tried to move back but the animal had its claws deep into his legs. Wade screamed as blood gushed out of his legs and onto the animals black fur, his scream was cut short though as the animal dug its fangs into his throat and tried to pull him apart. A howl was the only sound that caused it to drop Wade, bleeding to death (or so he thought) back to the forest floor and run away from the noise. For once that night, Wade let the darkness overwhelm him.