He ran down the corridor, gasping for breath. He had no way to know if that thing was still chasing him. Whatever was hunting him had followed him into a dark, abandoned warehouse and chased him underground. A network of tunnels branched out from this hallway, and he chose the one on the far right. Stumbling along the passage, all he could hear was his ragged breathing and his own racing heartbeat. As black dots clouded his vision, he came upon a door at the end of the hall. Grasping the handle, he thought that if he could only get to the other side, he would be saved.
“No.”
It was locked. Footsteps padded behind him. He turned, resigned to his fate. A black wolf, five feet tall at the shoulder, stepped into the light cast by a single bulb. One red eye glowed from the beast; the other white eye bore into him like a laser. The creature had fangs the length of a man’s finger, razor sharp and dripping with saliva. The wolf seemed to smile as the man cowered at the end of the hall. The wolf leapt, a black flash of fur the last thing the man saw.
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