The full moon hung low in the night sky, casting an eerie, silver glow over the dense forest. Evan, with sweat-soaked clothes clinging to his body, ran frantically through the tangled undergrowth. Each step was an agonizing effort, and pain throbbed from the deep scratches that lacerated his skin.
As he stumbled through the forest, Evan's mind was a whirlwind of fear and confusion. He couldn't fathom how things had taken such a disastrous turn. He had started the night with newfound confidence, excited about his first quest as an adventurer. The promise of adventure had beckoned him like a siren's call, but now, all he could think of was survival.
Suddenly, the haunting howl of a wolf reverberated through the trees, sending shivers down Evan's spine. He dared not look back but could hear the menacing growls and the patter of multiple feet closing in on him.
