Olivia
I woke up early the next morning, the sun only just beginning to peek over the horizon.
With a yawn, the events of the past night slowly began to flood back into my mind as I recollected why I wasn’t in my own bed. I looked over at Nathan's sleeping form, his chest rising and falling evenly, before carefully sliding out of the bed and retreating.
After dressing myself, I stepped out into the quiet morning, the dewy grass tickling my bare feet as I walked around the backyard for some fresh air.
Then, I saw them. Footprints, much larger than any mere animal’s, indented deeply into the soft grass. There was something strange about those footprints, too; there were only three. They were haphazard and out of rhythm, as though the creature that left them had been limping.
My heart
