BRIELLE'S POV
-‘Open the damn door!' Brielle jumped up from her little bed when she heard someone say something from a distance.
Brielle noticed the decrepit clock mounted on the wall some distance distant had already passed midnight.
She felt a shudder run down her spine when she heard the noises again, this time followed by a gunshot. Her entire body was shivering violently, her legs twitching and dragging the thin cloth she had used to cover herself. She gently wrapped the material around her torso and stood up.
Another gunshot rang out, and Brielle knew without a doubt that whoever these individuals were, they were tied to her in some way.
They had finally found her after all her days of hiding and surviving by hand to mouth, and all her hopes had already been destroyed.
She didn't even have to ponder much or question her thoughts because the gunshots and noises that sounded like wolf howls heightened her perception.