Chapter 1162 Run

• Oakley
• I look away from the tree at the golden light beginning to filter through the forest. The sun is setting, and quickly. I’ve lost track of time. I’ve probably walked three miles from my cottage refuge, and I must head back before nightfall. I know that much. I cannot stay out here in the dark. But I need to find the source of the blood I clearly scent.
• “Hello?” I shout, but the forest answers with an eerie kind of silence. I continue forward, wielding the stick like a weapon while digging deep to find the on-switch for my wolf. I can’t find her, currently. The trees here are in a state of disarray, just like the clearing I woke up in this morning. Something large came through here, then stopped. Actually, I think it fell.