It was a chill, brisk October night. Halloween was just a week away, so almost everyone was trying to get onto as many “spooky” activists. Fall festivals, haunted houses, costume parties, everything! Who doesn’t want to have some October fun, am I right?

Well, Jake just had the great idea of going out with some friends into the woods. You know- roast some marshmallows, tell some scary stories, make s’mores…. What could possibly go wrong while camping out in the middle of the woods when it’s a full moon?

Jake and his entire friend group sat in a circle around a small campfire, laughing and joking with one another.

“I’ll be right back, I’ve gotta go to the bathroom.”

Jake said, getting up from off the ground and glancing around at his friends.

Friend #1: “Don’t you know the rules? Never say you’ll be right back- because you won’t be!

Friend #2: Shut up dude, those stupid “rules” aren’t even real.

The rest of the group seemed to have forgotten Jake was even leaving, and started to get into a heated debate about horror movie rules.

Jake simply rolled his eyes with a smile and walked off far away from the camping site, trying to find a tree or bush that gave him some privacy. He continued walking, shivering once the cool October harshly cut against his face.

The night was silent, besides an owl hooting heat and their and the unstopping sound of crickets creeking. Animals were out in the woods obviously, so Jake wasn’t scared. He wasn’t scared until he had heard a high howl like sound that didn’t seem to far from him.

He immediately stopped, shivers running down his spine. He tried to reassure himself until he saw a pair of bright shining wolf eyes in the dark autumn night. Yeah, that wasn’t a deer. Jake let out a shakey breath, trying to think of a way out of the mess he got himself into.

“Uhh.. hey puppy puppy..?”