Elora

I must have fallen asleep on the plane sometime during the flight. 

I was running through a forest. It was dark... really dark. Much darker than usual, even my natural werewolf abilities to see at night were diminished.

"Mom.... Help me!" I could hear her crying out for me, making me want to run faster and faster. But the harder I tried, the harder it got for my legs to move. They felt heavy, almost as if trying to run underwater. 

"Abbie! I'm coming," I ...