It's cold and damp. Vines and branches littering the ground making it hard to move freely as I run through the forest. Trying to find the exit to get out of this maze of hell and terror. I don't dare to look behind me in fear of something chasing after me. Even when I stop to look for another way to run, I hear footsteps behind him. Low thumps against the ground heading closer to where I am. My clothes are cut in places that I don't even dare to stop and check; my shirt ripped nearly clean off from the chest down from a fall earlier. The fear of something running after me is clouding my mind, I can't think straight and I can't feel the pain through the numbing effect of the mist. 

The fog is starting to creep up behind me, obscuring my view of the ground as I leap over another log. Slipping on the mud below it and falling onto my hands and knees. The burning of my lungs starts to make me breathe harder to get more oxygen into my body and the noise of the forest starts once more. Chirps and chitters of birds around me, the rustling of the bushes next to me, and then the thumping behind me is heard once more. I scramble up to my feet and take off running once more. There has to be an exit to this place. There just has to be. 

I let out a yell as I trip over a vine; tumbling head over heels and soon rolling sideways down a small hill into a clearing. A place where the fog is gone and the view is clear in front of me. I lean backwards against a rock; panting heavily as I try to calm my heart down with deep breaths. But it doesn't seem to be working as well as I thought it'd be. In the serenity of the clearing, the low thumps are heard once more and it makes a strong shiver run down my spine and my heart starts racing again. I close my eyes, trying to force myself to wake up from this dream. This nightmare. This mental trap that I've set myself in. But nothing works. That is until the sound stops near me and all I can hear are the soft sounds of pawsteps coming closer to me. 

The panting of another being makes me open my eyes, and time seems to come to a stand still around me. I look into the red eyes of the wolf and I gulp slightly, reaching out to touch it. To see if it is real, and it pushes its head into the palm of my hand and I run it through the fur on its head. Feeling the silklike fur just run between my fingers. I laugh a bit as I bring my hand back and lean back up against the rock. Relieving that it's not going to harm me in any way and I look back at it. It seems familiar, yet not. 

The white scar going over its left eye and the apparent cloudiness of the eyes give the illusion of some sight impairment. But as soon as I shake my head, I see that it's my own eyes that are showing the cloudiness through the tears that have been forming and rolling down my cheeks. I couldn't feel them. The chill of the forest had numbed me that much. And I couldn't figure out why I was crying. My mind raced to figure out the reason, but it soon gave up and I shook my head. I looked back at the wolf and then look around once more before I stand up and then I see how big the wolf actually is. It's nearly to my shoulder in terms of height at its own and it's longer than I am tall. 

I look around once more before I climb onto the wolf's back; feeling safer the moment that my skin had touched its fur and the feeling of the wolf getting ready to run makes the adrenaline rush through my veins. The rush of wind as the wolf starts to sprint through the forest is surprisingly gently given the speed that it was going at. Then I started to feel light as if I was floating just above the wolf before the entire scene around me burst into mist and I was floating in a white space... Empty nothingness around me. 

Alone. I was alone. Completely and utterly alone. Something that I have never wanted to feel nor experience. Without thinking; I pulled my knees close to my chest and put my forehead against my knees. Trying to conjure up something to show that I wasn't alone. That I wasn't cut off from everything that I held dear to me. It was then that I felt something put its hand on my shoulder and I snapped my head up and looked behind me. 

There standing there was what I saw myself as. And the name I had given it was Kaji. Behind him all my friends were standing there; giving their own unique waves before vanishing into the white background. My eyes looked back up at the draolf and I blinked a bit; going to speak but he put a furred digit against my lips. 

"Just remember. You're never alone." 

That was all he said before vanished once more and I sprang up in my bed. My cellphone blaring its music along with the buzzing from my DS.