Werewolves
Roxanne’s eyes opened slowly as she groaned a little. She sat up on her bed and looked around her, finding herself in the same place she was before she slept.
“So it wasn’t a dream” She mumbled.
She looked around her and found that this time she was all alone. The Luminous rocks and fireflies brightened up the dark place. She couldn’t help but admire their beauty.
However, nothing made sense to her. Was she kidnapped? Or was she rescued? She had no idea. Her body seemed to be feeling way better than the last time, and she had regained a great deal of energy. She climbed off her bed and stood barefoot on the ground.
“It’s warm” She noticed.
She looked over to a corner and noticed a pair of boots by the side. She heaved a sigh of relief, conscious of the harsh winter grounds beyond where she was.
Roxanne proceeded to leave the cave, but before this, she checked out what she wore. Somehow she had been changed from the casual house wear she had on to some form of gown. It was brown, it was plain, and in Roxanne’s opinion, not too pretty.
It was comfortable though, allowing her to easily move. She saw her path ahead of her and took it, not knowing where she was going.
“I have to get out of here… I still don’t know where I am” She muttered under her breath.
As she closed in on the entrance, or rather exit the cave, the light grew brighter and she was able to see more clearly. However, the temperature also dropped as she began to feel cold once again. This didn’t daunt her, however, as she continued marching forward.
Finally, Roxanne reached the entrance of the cave. The wind blew on her face as she used her hands to cover her eyes, taking in the sight before her. Her eyes widened with shock when she saw the place she was in.
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