The wind produced terrifying shrieks of fear. They pierced the gloomy, black sky. The gusts zipped through the city. Cries of pain howled through the night. Dogs barked ferociously, and feathered wings of birds slashed the sky. Cats hissed recklessly. All of them together created torture.

      I had almost made it out of the Suburb. My plan failed and I thought I was a definite goner. I vigorously headed towards the city. Twigs and dead leaves crunched underneath near my feet. 

      It kept following me. I could smell the beast’s terrible odor. It smelt like farts, rotten eggs, skunk spray, a dead hippo, and a thousand gasoline pumps. My heart beat faster the minute. I could hear its drool create a pool trail behind it. 

      It was so heavy that when it ran, it cracked the clay dirt underneath my wimpy body. I kept running. 

      The monster roared, releasing a horrid, strong, strident… squawk? That “squawk” was so mighty that the ground shook violently. I wobbled and tripped a bit, but I managed to keep on going. 

      The beast roared again, then drove its fang into the ground. The tooth had to be huge because it made a small, but massive canyon.

      “Gah!” I made a minor scream, then dove to the side just before it split all the way. I ran some more, for which felt like forever, but then I finally entered the city. 

      It didn’t look like the city anymore, it looked more like an oversized junk yard. Buildings were crumbled into clausal piles of building remains. Smashed billboards were scattered everywhere. The chalky roads held glass, and broken street lights. Bricks were slammed into the ground, and mice scampered here and there. People in tattered clothes collapsed under rubbish or laid sprawled out lifelessly on the ground. Fury burned in my eyes. I was going to get back at the someone or something that had caused this.

      The mister had stopped running, and was pacing outside of the entrance. As I looked at it, I shuddered. I hadn’t dared to look back at it while it was chasing me, but now I could. It was joined by more of its kind. They trotted up to it boldly.

      Their eyes were black and red, and they had gigantic manes. It was grimy and greasy. They had dirt smeared on its bushy hair. Their nose was dull gray and strange. It curved upward. They flared their nostrils. Sticking out of his cat-like snout were two immense fangs the length of my arm. Almost buried underneath their head fur were two razor sharp horns. 

      It didn’t have to be day to see that. 

      Their chests were big and bulky. Their legs were long. They had nasty looking claws emerge from their paws. They had shaggy fur on their upper back legs. Even their tails were wicked. There was each a huge thorn on the tip of their tails. A green gooey substance dripped out of them. 

      I shuddered again. As I resumed my journey, I saw what I was looking for, a bunker door. I jogged towards it, and twisted the lock. As I opened the door I saw two, sky blue eyes fix their gaze up on me. I jumped down, closed the hatch, then gasped.

      “Josie!?! You’re supposed to be dead!”