Silverwood's Secret

There were always stories about an ancient secret, hidden behind the Silverwood Estate, but that's all they were to Amy. Stories, lost in the sands of time and the ignorance of humanity. So when Victoria Rhye mysteriously disappears from her home late Friday night, Amy doesn't hesitate to follow a lead deep into the forest at Silverwood, along with her good friends Jordan and Leon. What they find there was definitely not the answers they were expecting.


4. Hidden in the Shadows

The poor deer had been stripped of flesh. Gnawed, broken bones lay on the ground surrounded by blood. Jordan moved hesitantly closer and placed a hand on the carcass.

"It's still warm...", he whispered.

Our eyes scanned the treeline, as we came to realize the danger here. My eyes met with another pair, their owner hidden in the darkness of the forest. I was paralyzed with fear as it began to emerge.

A wolf with golden, glowing eyes stood in front of me. Blood covered its face. It pulled back its lips in the beginning of a snarl. I regained control of my body then, so I bolted across the yard, running straight past Jordan's old Jeep. I heard Leon and Jordan yelling at me to stop, but instead of stopping me, my fear propelled me forward. I ran faster than I ever thought possible. Their yells slowly faded away, but I kept running until I reached the park. I glanced behind me, and saw nothing. I stopped and sat down on a bench, waiting for them to catch up.

"Amy! You scared the shit out of me!", Jordan scolded me. He grabbed my arm and pulled me against his chest. I noticed he wasn't breathing that hard.

"You guys are really slow runners, you know.", I joked. Leon and Jordan shared a look.,"What?", I asked.

"Amy we were yelling at you from the Jeep. We weren't running.", Leon said.

"There's no way. I wasn't going that fast."

"You were going pretty damn fast."

A police officer came down the street about that time, interrupting our conversation, so we hurried back to the Jeep not wanting to be caught out after curfew. 


I returned home and tiptoed through the living room. Dad was snoring with the TV on, probably waiting on me to get home. I grabbed a post-it note and left him confirmation that I was home safely on his forehead. I went upstairs to my room and changed into my sleep shirt. I didn't fall asleep for quite some time. I was to busy thinking about what had happened to me.

Had I really ran that fast? Was it even physically possible? Was it just adrenalin coursing through my veins, or something unnatural? These thoughts were still running through my head unanswered as my eyes finally closed, leading me into a dreamless sleep.

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