This is not how you expected your vacation to go. According to your father, the president, you were too “spoiled” and “bratty.” He took matters into his own hands and decided to send you to Spain.

You were content going to Spain, having been there about 5 tines before. You took a cab you father ordered for you and they dropped you off in a village. You were expecting a hotel, some villas in the horizon but no – this village was an absolute nightmare. Valdelobos or in English, “Valley of the wolves” you weren’t too ecstatic about staying in a village that had wolves though.

You sighed and began wandering about. There wasn’t really anybody here— There wasn’t much of anything really. You take a turn around a corner and lo and behold, there was a wolf. Your brain took a moment to register the creature in front of you and when you realized that there was an actual wolf in front you - that’s when you started screaming. Then everything went black.

A few hours later, you wake up, your head throbbing in pain. It hurt to even think about anything right now. You looked around and discovered that you were in a church. There was also a figure in the shadows, they stepped forward, revealing themselves you. It was a woman, she glanced at you for a moment before speaking.

“You really need to be more careful.”