Meredith opened her eyes, blinking uncertainty at her surroundings. She felt so cold and weak for some inexplicably reason. She realized she was lying in a foetal position on a grass. Ice shivered down her spine as she tried to make sense of her surroundings.

She realized she was in a dark forest. She could hear the distant song of birds, the chirping of frogs and insects surrounding her.

She jolted in fear and lifted herself, attempting to stand up but her legs were wobbly, she lost her balance and fell down.

Groaning she got up again and took a step with difficulty. She knew she had to leave this place. Someone was coming for her.

Who? She had no idea but she knew she had to ran.

Ran before they catch her.

A wave of apprehension washed over her.

She took a step and furrowed at the pain that sliced through her legs. Her feet were bare and the white dress she was wearing was soiled with mud.

She felt so helpless and dirty. She started panting after a few steps, the walk was so exhausting. Her legs flared with fiery slices of pain. Her arms were covered in bruises, her knees a maze of grazes and cuts.

As she was walking along a small, dirt path through the woods. She stopped, startled by the strange noise. The sensation of fear came over her, tickling her spine with goosebumps as she shivered.

She started walking faster without looking back. Meredith nearly cried tears of happiness when she saw a large stream.

She was so thirsty. She glanced around but saw no one. Meredith scooped some of the water and gulped it down. After she was done, she sat on a large grey rock covered in moss to rest.

She didn't know where she was. Was she dreaming or this was real?

All of this was weird.

The ache and bruises felt too real for all of it not to be real.

So, where the hell was, she?

Tears welled in her eyes.

She felt so alone and scared.

She wanted to go back.

Someone was waiting for her

But who?

Her mind was blank. She didn't remember anything.

Suddenly fuzzy images filled the void inside her mind.

Blue eyes…beautiful smile….dirty brown hair

But who was he?

Why did her heart hurt so much at the image?

"Angel…please wake up…please..keep fighting."

She heard the familiar voice begging her to keep fighting.

What was she fighting? Why should she fight?

She was so tired, tired, wanted to sleep forever.

Suddenly a twig snapped behind her and she turned around, startled.

She heard something rushing towards. A pall of dread hung over her, numbing her to inaction.

Appearing in front of her, was a completely white wolf with large blue eyes. It ran towards her at top speed.

Meredith's furrowed her brows. It looked familiar but where had she seen it before?

Weird

Why would a wolf look familiar?

Fear stretched like a shadow in the alley of her mind.

She fell of the rock and began to crawl back as quickly as she could.

A glint passed through the wolf's eyes as it probed closer and closer to her. It's breath hitting her face.

She closed her eyes, "P-Please…don't hurt me…"