Welcome to your worst nightmare

She woke slowly and stiffly, feeling groggy and strange. She must have eaten bad meat, because her stomach felt like it was crawling around inside of her. She had the weirdest memory… she went to raise her paw to touch the spot on her neck where the memory of her dream ended. She knew she was moving it, just like she always had, everyday of her lift. You just… lifted your leg. But nothing happened.

Her eyes flicked open, and she almost wished they hadn’t. Everything was too bright, too vivid, too much for her brain to handle right now. She let out a scared, wheezing breath and realised she wasn’t alone in the room. Her sensors were on overload, there was just too much going on. From her modest little camp, to… this.

She still didn’t understand what had happened. She felt a touch on her leg, inspiring her to try and move it. She felt the muscle twitch, but nothing worked. She tried to move her head, but even that was beyond her. Her breathing was coming in quick little gasps now. Fear and adrenaline flooded her system, but she had no outlet. Her body gave a soft little tremor, but even that felt like it was pushing the boundaries of what she could do. She stared at the wolf. The stranger, the friend that had shared her campfire. “He-elp me, s-s-s-omethings wrong.”

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