You slowly step out of the car. James can barely walk so you give him support. You hear howls from the distance. ”Wolves,” James whispers. You slowly limp back down the mountain looking for any cars or any sign of life. Every once and a while you see yellow or green glowing eyes in the woods. A low growl comes from the distance and you’re surrounded. You try to fight but James is weighing u down and you’re not as mobile in a dress. Red is the last thing you see. THE END
THE END
Ending by Justin H