Intro
I was still running. The thing chasing me was also still running. I looked over my shoulder, it had gained on me. It bared its fangs. They were each as long as my forearm and cream like ivory. Its black coat gleamed and its muscles rippled under its skin as its four huge black legs chased after me. I had never seen this thing before, but it seemed familiar and I knew what it was, a Hellhound and a very angry one at that.
Just as its mouth was going to close around my pale throat, I awoke with a scream.