Alessandra’s POV
I should have been in college or at least studying for an exam. Maybe sitting at that coffee shop across from an annoyed Conrad and the oversharer that Laurie was. The idea of a verbal spar with Travis or one of his friends who looked at me as more of a means of cheap entertainment than respect. And yet, I found myself traveling between the walls of an eerie corridor, rushing forward with a gun in one hand and a flashlight in the other as if I were some sort of secret agent to the darkness. Spiders and rats scurried at my feet as my light caught a horrible chill along my spine at the sight of a specific silhouette preparing to lunge.
A wolf chased me forward, my only chance of survival being that the quick with that paled with a lack of opportunity. Using my gun was rec
