Lycan
A welter of people moves toward us, guns and clubs in the air. My parents, panicking at first, are regaining their bearings. "Lycan you have to run." "B..but mom why aren't you coming? " "Right behind you dear" she gives me a reassuring smile And I takeoff. I run a considerable distance before checking if mom and dad are following me. But then I freeze in bewilderment. Why aren't they running? And then I see the horrific sight. The throngs consuming them. Their clubs and bullets connecting. I sink to my knees. If they didn't run why should I? And I sit there, waiting for them to send me to my heavenly abode, the same way they did for my parents... "Lycan?" The gentle voice of the warden broke my train of thought. Then I remembered where I was. It had been a week since I left the hospital. But even that seems better than here. A rehabilitation center. I instinctively reached towards my neck, where a golden chain hung. The only physi...