Red eyes stared at her from the bushes. She didn’t cry out because she didn’t fear, she was waiting for it. Home seemed only like a dream, some far away land not real to this life. She waited, not daring to move, her own black eyes stared back waiting, as if for the same purpose. A sudden, cold, chill hit the air, searing her lungs like a knife, thunder and lightning clapped loudly overhead. she was standing in the only clearing in the woods for miles upon miles around. the moon was covered by clouds, taking away all light that could be given in the nights sky, not even stars shown through
them. Minutes went by and neither she nor the red eyes moved, not even so much as a blink.