Chapter 3 Who
Wolf was lying on a bed when she woke up. She looked around trying to find where she was. Nothing looked familiar. As she turned to her right she saw a man walking towards her. She tried to move, run, yell, but nothing can of it.
"You're awake." The man said genially.
He sat down beside her and cleaned her face with a wet rag.
"Who are you?" She was able to get out.
Her throat was so dry. She didn't won't anything to drink. Her lunges were stiff like all her other mussels. Her heart was quiet. Too quiet. Maybe she was dreaming.
"How did I get here?" She asked.
I found you beside your grave,………Don't you remember. You died." The man was gentle but concerned.
Wolf stared at him. Not knowing what to do. She couldn't remember anything. What did he mean she died? She was sitting right here. ……………………. Wait. She did remember something. She looked at her hands. They hurt. They were sown on at the wrist. Her feet hurt too. She did remember. Lying outside a pizza place waiting for it to stop. Nobody wonted to help as the people throw her from the car. They didn't won't to get involved. She layer there for almost an hour before someone called the police. A kind hand gently lifted her head a rested it in his lap. She remembered his voice. How gentle it was. The voice had been this mans.
"What is your name?" She asked
"Lucian"
Wolf was lying on a bed when she woke up. She looked around trying to find where she was. Nothing looked familiar. As she turned to her right she saw a man walking towards her. She tried to move, run, yell, but nothing can of it.
"You're awake." The man said genially.
He sat down beside her and cleaned her face with a wet rag.
"Who are you?" She was able to get out.
Her throat was so dry. She didn't won't anything to drink. Her lunges were stiff like all her other mussels. Her heart was quiet. Too quiet. Maybe she was dreaming.
"How did I get here?" She asked.
I found you beside your grave,………Don't you remember. You died." The man was gentle but concerned.
Wolf stared at him. Not knowing what to do. She couldn't remember anything. What did he mean she died? She was sitting right here. ……………………. Wait. She did remember something. She looked at her hands. They hurt. They were sown on at the wrist. Her feet hurt too. She did remember. Lying outside a pizza place waiting for it to stop. Nobody wonted to help as the people throw her from the car. They didn't won't to get involved. She layer there for almost an hour before someone called the police. A kind hand gently lifted her head a rested it in his lap. She remembered his voice. How gentle it was. The voice had been this mans.
"What is your name?" She asked
"Lucian"