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Day 8: A Creature in the Shadows

I twirled my axe in my hand as I slowly approached the bushes on the edge of the field, the bushes continuing to shake. They even shook a little more when I approached. At first, I believed the thing conceived behind the plant was an animal of some sort (actually that was a correct assumption) but the creature I guessed it was, was incorrect. I first thought it was a wild hare or something. Possibly a bird. How wrong could I have been?

Suddenly, the creature emerged from the bushes. It was near pitch-black which was easily hidden beneath the night sky and small beady eyes I would swear were gleaming red. The mammal's coat was scruffy, filthy and with large patches of fur missing and its pearl white teeth seemed stained with a red substance I recognised as blood. It was standing on all fours and soon began bounding towards me, its red tinted eyes full of menace.

The animal, I quickly realised, was a wolf.

I leapt to the side and landed on my back as the wolf sped part, its teeth bared and ready to sink into my flesh. That was when I saw another wolf emerge from the bushes. Brilliant. The second wolf soon noticed my pretty fragile form that lay in a pretty unprotected position on the ground and they both bounded towards me.

The two wolves reached my side within seconds and one of them proceeded to hop on top of me, pinning me, and tried to sink its teeth into my neck. I quickly brought up the handle of my axe and the wolf ended up biting down on the axe handle. The wolf growled at he tried to chew through the wood but only made teeth marks in the material. However, to be able to keep the axe up, I had to hold both ends of the axe. Meaning that I held the hilt and axe blade.

I felt warm blood almost instantly, begin to pour down my arm as a bit down on my lip. I could feel my flesh splitting and it was agonizingly painful. But I couldn't stop gripping the blade as if I did, the wolf would be able to bite my neck and possibly cause me to die from blood loss, breaking my neck (depends if he tried to run away whilst having his teeth clenched on my neck) or the most likely, strangulation.

The point was, I would have to live through the axe cutting my hand open if I wanted to live.

It is kind of annoying thought. The second I call for help wolves attack me. Its like the second life begins to get better, something happens and it just falls all over again until you are back where you started. Like even trying was pointless. Was calling for help pointless when chances were, they would now only be bringing back a corpse?

The second wolf in the pair had began to circle me hungrily, his tounge lolling like he was parched but I knew it was not water that would quench his thirst... it was blood. My cold blood which would flow from my many wounds as I lay dead if he managed to kill me would finally quench his thirst, well, until he found another unfortunate animal to kill.

The second wolf circled around my side, sniffing at the bandages before turning his nose and continuing downwards towards my legs where he paused. His face lit up. He bared his teeth and then, he quickly wedged them into my leg. I let out a scream so loud that a few birds flew out of the trees around me. It hurt so much. Tears were beginning to flow down my cheeks.

In my moment of agony, I had also let my guard down with the axe and the other wolf proceeded to bite into my shoulder. I don't know why he didn't go for my neck, but maybe it thought it could eat a part of me when I was alive before killing me and eating the rest. If that was the case, then the people who were coming to my rescue wouldn't even find a corpse. Only a bloody mess. That thought pained me. Imagine my friends' faces if the pilots broke the news to them that I had died.

My friends... I missed them. Especially Nina, whom I was going with for a full six months. Best six months of my life. I didn't want to leave her like this. Without saying goodbye. I never had the chance to show her how much she means to me. She is the only girlfriend I ever had and is the most lovely person I have ever met. I would be heart-broken if she left me in a way similar to this and I (at least) hoped she would feel the same if I was to leave her in this way too.

I don't know why, but these thoughts seemed to get adrenalin to begin to pound around my body and I managed to gain a scrap of strength from it. I picked up the axe which I had dropped when the wolf had bit my leg and quickly swung it forwards, hitting the wolf that was biting at my shoulder and causing him to fly off me. I didn't have to look to know the axe had sliced its stomach open and the wolf was now awaiting death. I also didn't look at the fresh blood on my hands from my shoulder and dying wolf. Blood unnerved me.

Instead, I prepared the axe again and threw it at the wolf by my feet. He flew backwards and a puddle of blood surrounded the mammal as the axe pierced his heart, killing him instantly.

It wasn't a good feeling to kill. If anything I had a strong disgust for the feeling but sometimes, you have to do things you don't really like for an important reason. In this case, I had to kill to avoid being killed.

There was a problem though. The two wolves had done what they needed to, to avoid me from moving. They had done a massive amount of damage to my leg and shoulder and I couldn't move. I just gripped my shoulder and lower leg in an attempt to slow blood loss.

Not long after, I started to feel woozy. How much blood was I losing?

The scenery started to blur... why were there two of everything?

The world becoming black... I suddenly no longer had any thoughts.