TERESA

If horror had a name, it was certainly that howl. I wanted to keep my serenity, but there was something in that howl that gave me the chills.

“Bash, what was that?” I inquired in a low and scared voice.

And suddenly it was not the only one. There were several howls.

“That is our cue to leave this place. Do you think you can walk? If we stay here, we are a target. We have to get moving.” Bash’s voice was more like an order. But he was calm.

“Would it be necessary for ...