Nina is standing in the middle of the forest, her sweat gliding from the back of her ears to her neck. The dreadful feelings spread through her nerves when she hears the wolf's howl somewhere close to her.
Her breath caught on her throat when she sensed something cutting through the wind and scuttling towards her in such a force. In the pitch darkness, she couldn't see what is that but it slashed her with its strong and sharp claws.
Nina abruptly woke up from that weird dream and saw her reflection in the mirror opposite the bed.
Hearing her gasping, Theodore turned to her and saw the scared look on her face.
"What happened?" he asks.
"Bad dream," she answers and pulled back the hair that fell over her face.
Concerned Theodore came and sat next to her,
"What is that about, your dream?" he questions, putting his hands around her shoulders.
He's taken aback and took his hands to hear her reply and cold eyes.
