Chapter 10

Suddenly, a deeper more menacing howl, rang through the forest, making my hands shake.

It reminded me of a bloodhound my neighbor had once owned. These sounds were different

though, what sounded like a pack of wolves screeching in the night was beyond freaky, it was

downright ominous.

We kept going, climbing over slippery logs and jagged rocks, pushing our way through

thick underbrush and tall grass. My foot caught on a broken log and a cluster of rocks, but before

I toppled over, I somehow managed to regain my equilibrium. I didn’t fall but I twisted my

ankle, it throbbed, now slowing me down.

More howls.

“It sounds like they’re getting close, too close,” Julie said. “We’ll never outrun them.”

“Forget the wolves,” I said. “They just add ambiance to our spooky night hike.”

She shook her head. “How are you so calm?” she asked as we stumbled along through the

thick terrain. “Jesse’s dying, we’re lost in the woods, a trigger-happy madman might be

following us,