"KEEP RUNNING LYDIA!" Gasped the man beside Lydia. "DON'T STOP!" She could hear his pleads over the roaring sound of her own heart pumping. Her heart felt as if it would burst from her chest.

"I," gasp, "can't." Gasp. She was clutching the stitch in her side.

They had been running for about five minutes, trying to evade their pursuers.

"Yes you can!" He told her. "Just keep going!" He was beginning to pull away from her.

"Dominic, please." She was breathing hard and she had slowed to a painful jog. Dominic grabbed her arm and started to drag her along at top speed. Lydia could barely hear the crashing sounds of their pursuers gaining on them through the rushing sounds in her ears.

They continued like this for another minute or so when she ran face first into a thin tree that was nearly invisible in the dark light. She fell onto her butt and clutched her throbbing head. She was to stunned to protest when Dominic grabbed her hand and started to run again.

"Wait Dominic." She said. "I can't see straight." He ignored her. "Please." She tried to wrench her hand out of his, but wasn't successful.

"You're fine. We need to keep going."

"It's just a game Dominic. We don't have to win." She freed her hand from his and plopped down on the ground. Her head spun and her vision was blurry.

"What's wrong? Why'd you guys stop?" Asked a rapidly approaching voice. It was a guy with gold hair and brown eyes.

"She just stopped! She won't go any farther!" Dominic yelled at him.

"I can't breathe and I ran into a tree really hard. He wouldn't let me stop, Deric." She told him. Another voice came up to them.

"What're we doing?" Lydia got up and went over to him. She grabbed hold of him and buried her head in his shirt. "What's wrong Tea?" He asked, wrapping his arms around her.

"She just ran into a tree she's fine." Dominic interjected.

"No." She protested. "I hit the tree really hard, and then he made me keep running. I told him it was just a game Oliver, but he just kept going." Oliver held her close.

"Why didn't you let her stop?" Deric asked.

"None of your business! This is stupid. So she has a bump on her head?" The night sky had been cloudy up until this point, but now the big, full moon was beginning to pop out.

"She might have a concussion, dude. We need to get her checked out. I'm gonna bring her back." Oliver said. Dominic rounded on him.

"We're not going anywhere." Oliver just shook his head and began to lead Lydia out of the woods. They hadn't even got a few paces away when Dominic yanked Oliver back and onto the ground. He jumped onto his chest and pinned his arms down with his knees.

The full moon showed through the loosely placed trees and illuminated the horror scene unfolding. Dominic's fingers grew into long claws, and his teeth formed into dog's canines. He dragged one of his clawed fingers down Oliver's chest, splitting open his skin.

"AHHHHH!" Oliver screamed as Dominic repeated this maneuver, cutting deeper into his chest. Lydia had been knocked to the ground, and now that she was back up, she went to help Oliver.

"Ollie!" She tried to pull Dominic off of him, but only managed to get knocked away. "Get off of him!" She yelled. She grabbed a big branch and hit him over the head so hard, he crumpled to the ground. She helped Oliver up and looked around for Deric.

We found him a few yards away, stumbling with his phone.

"We have to get out of here." They told him. He seemed confused, but did as they said.

It took them about five minutes to find the edge of the woods. They had emerged in the parking lot of the Supermart where Oliver's jeep was parked.

"I told you, you weren't going anywhere." Growled a voice behind them. They turned to see Dominic with a huge welt on his head that was shrinking. But they didn't focus on that. The thing that caught their attention the most, was the bright gold eyes that replaced his brown ones.

He lunged at them, his sharp teeth barred. Oliver and Lydia got out of the way, but Deric wasn't as lucky. Dominic grabbed hold of a tuff of his hair and dragged him back into the woods, kicking and screaming. Lydia tried to run after them and help, but Oliver held her back.

"We need to help them!" She told him.

"No. What we need to do is get help." He dragged her over to the car and they were gone.

Within five minutes they were in the police station explaining what happened to the desk officer.

"But I'm not lying! He really did attack us!" Lydia said.

"I ain't saying that he didn't. I just don't believe that he grew fangs and tried to eat yer brother here." He was a plump guy who had been dozing then Lydia and her brother had burst into the station, almost hysterical.

"But he did. His fingernails grew really long and his teeth got really long. He tried to cut me open!" Oliver had lifted his teared shirt to show the cut that was still bleeding.

"That's enough. I ain't got time for yer stories." He got out of his chair. "I'll go get a doctor fer you two. Don't move." He left the two of them there. Another officer, a lot younger approached them.

"Have you two heard the news?" He asked. They shook their heads. "There's been another animal attack. Apparently some lady died a few hours ago. Her heart was torn from her chest." A lady cop came over and smacked him over the head.

"What've I told ya about scaren people?" She asked. She smiled at them. "You need any help?"

"No. Someone's getting us checked out." Oliver told her. She looked them up and down.

"You two look shaken up. You alright?" They shook their heads. "You wanna just stay here tonight?" They nodded. Just then the plump guy came back with a nurse. They lead them to an empty cell, treated them and locked them in for the night.