The Phantom Wolf

 

            by Shiloh Garnett      

 

            Copyright 2009 Shiloh Garnett

 

 

Excerpt:

 

            A sound behind her made the young girl freeze in her tracks.  Too afraid to turn around, she stood there, listening hard, hoping to hear a cheerful voice, any normal sound.  Around her the forest was a darkness that swallowed the weak beam from the failing batteries in her flashlight.  And that darkness had suddenly become silent - gone were the crickets and usual night sounds.  It was as if the forest itself was afraid.

            Gulping down her fear, she forced one foot after the other down the faint trail.  But she had not gone more than a dozen paces before she froze again.  She was sure there was something behind her.  The feeling of a presence and of being watched was overpowering.  She turned quickly, in fear, but as she did her foot slipped on loose pine needles and she fell backwards.

            As the faint flashlight beam swept by it she saw the beast - a dark, massive body behind eyes that glowed with an unearthly fire and gleaming white fangs.  It was leaping through the air towards her.