'Crap they're going to catch me. I just know it.' This was the only thing going through my head at the moment as my black converse slammed against the forest floor. The backpack on my back was starting to feel like a ton of bricks, but I couldn't stop now. 'Where am I again? I think I'm in Montana or was it Washington? Well, I was heading for Canada, but this will have to do.' I scanned the forest desperately. ' I need a quiet place, a safe place. Oh! A pretty place. A quiet, safe, and pretty place. A quiet, safe, and pretty place. A quiet, safe, and pretty place.' I was panicking and I couldn't stop. Where did all my training go? This is what I was made for at least that's what I liked to think. As I ran, I past a creek or something and then I felt something…ancient. 'What was that?' I decided to take a quick look behind me and that was all it took as my foot got stuck in a root and I fell forward. 'Double crap. Only me, this only happens to me.' With a sharp bang to my head...everything went black.
'Ughhh…Is that howling or the wind?' My head was pounding and as I opened up my eyes all I saw was green.'Where am I? Wait, who am I?' I slowly turned my head around and all I saw was green and gray and red and oh some black too. Wait, I snapped my head back (which was a very bad idea) and saw wolfs….or bears. One of them even had the nerve to growl at me. "What the hell are you growling at? You can freaking rip me apart and you growl at me. Are you retarded?" The wolf stopped growling, but it seemed like the other wolves were laughing. 'My head is playing tricks on me. Speaking of head, it hurts like a pina colada, and why is everything spinning?' Before I knew it, I fainted.