Help me, Help me, there’s monsters out to get me

Nila had been running for days, never staying to long in one place in fear that one of the syndicate members would be hunting her down to kill her for disobedience. For having the nerve to run off without permission. But she didn’t care if she’d bruised their egos, she was over a life of being property and being pushed around.

The summer heat beat down on her exhausted body, making her trip all the more miserable and exhausting. Lack of sleep made her more paranoid any time she thought she heard a noise behind her. She was being chased by the demons of her past now.

But she didn’t stop running until she came to the edge, to the water. She could see a mass of land off in the distance and determination fueled her as she dove into the water, her long lanky legs churning the water around her as she propelled her body through the water until she neared the beach.

She had gone as far south as she could. Putting as much distance between herself and the syndicate as possible. She had no supplies, no idea where she go for support. All she had ever known was them. And now she was alone… alone and free.

She wandered aimlessly around the land looking for a place to rest. Praying to find anyone who might offer her a helping hand. Eventually she stumbled upon the border of a pack. Their scent danced into her nose. Despite for a safe place to stay she threw her head back and called for someone, anyone to answer her call for asylum.