The End is Just the Beginning
Get out. That's all Graceson could think. You have to go; no one is coming to save you. As she was dragging herself down the blood soaked high school hallway she heard someone talking. "Did you get them all?" "Yeah the wolves are dead."You have to move quickly. They'll know. Slowly she pulled herself to her knees. The silver dagger wedged in her stomach barely hovered above the tiles on the ground. Then she heard it. The footsteps walking towards her. She tried to move quickly but the pain was too much to bare. "Well, well, well what do we have here?" "Please just leave me alone!" Graceson wailed out. "I think I'll have a little fun first," with lightening speed the man flipped her over on her back and ripped her clothes off, and just before he did the unthinkable another voice spoke loudly. "IF YOU LAY ANOTHER HAND ON HER I'LL RIP YOU TO PIECES MYSELF!"As everything went dark and fuzzy she managed to mutter one last word, "Mate."…