..The night forest rustled under the gusts of wind. It was dark and creepy, but I still ran because I knew I couldn’t stop. The branches crunched behind me, but I was not afraid of this crunch, I was afraid of something completely different. Something that moved quickly and silently. And I knew that he was running after me. And it’s only a matter of time before it catches up. And there was so little time, but while there was time, there was still hope that I would run away, I would definitely run away. Must run away! A menacing growl came from ahead. I turned sharply to the side, not daring to look back or stop even for a moment to catch my breath. And then I stumbled and fell, rolling on the damp ground that smelled of pine needles. The roar came again and very close. The huge beast bowed its muzzle towards me, bared its teeth and growled menacingly. His paw pinned me to the ground, then jerked down sharply, tearing my clothes and severely scratching my body. The smell of blood filled the air. The beast sniffed, swallowed loudly and raised its head to the sky, emitting a long howl. Then the muzzle returned to me, and he licked up the blood that came out, slowly, enjoying every drop. I covered my face with my hands, and my body shook with silent sobs...