'Hello?' my voice echoes.

Larsson Wood isn't the biggest forest in the world but it sure feels like it. Everywhere I look there seems to be darkness. The trees are staring at me with intent, as if they're expecting me to do something about the fact that I'm lost. Or maybe I'm not lost. Maybe I'm just a few yards from my house and I just don't know it yet. Either way, my whereabouts at the moment are unknown to me.

'Hello?'

I'm sure that my calls aren't reaching anyone so I might as well start walking. I let my burgundy locks roll over my shoulders by the removal of my hair band as my feet pad across the dry leaves of November with no sense of direction at all. Every firework I hear makes my skin shiver and my body jump. Bang. It's the 5th of November and the sound of exploding gunpowder almost overlap each other in a thundering crescendo.

My heart somersaults as I bump into something behind me. A bright light looms over my body, and I see its source as I glance up at the lamppost that I'm leaning against – which is eerie because I don't remember one being here. I can't even hear the fireworks in this place.

'What was that?' I whisper to myself, as something rustles behind the bushes. I find myself clinging to the mysterious lamppost in search of reassurance as something emerges from the darkness and stalks towards me.

I wouldn't scream if it's just a rabbit, or just a squirrel or a swooping owl, but I now I'm aware that I am screaming – highly shrilled and fearful – because glaring back at me is a wolf that looks as though it has stolen its eyes from the devil and had mimicked his snarl and his stare too.

'Eve...'

Did—did it just talk to me? Did that low, deep hoarse voice just come from its mouth? But—but that's—

'Impossible.' I murmur as I hide behind the thin neck of the lamppost.

'Daughter of Eve... I have been waiting for you...' it rasps.

Instantly, I am covering my eyes and crouching into a ball, because right now, I can't bear to watch it as it pounces towards me about to tear my to shreds...

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A/N: Worth the continuance? Please review and tell me what you think!

Sorry it's so short, but then again – I LIKE cliff-hangers.