The one where I'm invited to the bonfire

“We are here” Tarla announces. We walk out of the forest into the same clearing I encountered Max earlier. Only, now, in front of the wolf statue, there is a huge arrangement of wood. I stare up at it wondering what it's going to be used for.

With my luck, it's probably a Salem-style witch execution. Only, this time, I'm probably going to be the one that ends up getting sacrificed.

“A classic burning at the stake” I mumble under my breath. From the amused look Tarla shoots at me, she heard me quite fine.

“Where is here exactly?” I ask aloud

“Here, is the pack centre” Tarla answers.

“Great” I retort, looking around. There are a lot of people milling about, and I notice that there are children among them. The crescent shape of the buildings I realise serves as some sort of guide or reference.

The middle of the crescent, where the statue of the wolf is, is tiled with red bricks. There is a distinct line of demarcation between where the red stops, and where the normal brown ground