GET THE FUCK OUT OF MY HOUSE!

Martin slowly opened his eyes, blinking a few times as he adjusted to the blinding sun above the mountains. He furrowed his eyebrows together, furiously trying to remember what had happened earlier. He gasped in shock as he recollected the past scenario. He had seen a huge black wolf before he had fainted. Martin looked around, but the wolf was no longer anywhere to be seen and neither was Troy. What had happened to him? Martin quickly got up from the ground and ran as fast as he could away from there, not wanting to fall victim to the wolf as Troy had. He ran and ran until he finally made it back home.

Martin got into the living room and was surprised to find everywhere silent which made him curious as to where everyone was. He climbed up the stairs to his room, wanting to get under the warm shower and recover from the earlier shock. He could still remember the image of the wolf, standing tall and huge, glaring at him with his scary eyes. He wondered what it could be doing to Troy ri