The atavistic fear

I can't overcome it; few days ago I was walking home from one village to the other and they're divided by a small forest... Just few steps from normal, inhabited houses I heard something, like a dog breathing heavily. A very big dog. I got a bit scared, but kept on walking. And then I heard a snarl, a very, very close snarl. I got paralysed: the predator was nearby. And I couldn't do anything. Even my small knife was deep in my bag. And yet I wasn't able to see anything. I just ran away.
Fucking brash werewolves, go be yourselves somewhere else.


Btw it really happend, only I haven't seen the eyes, only heard things, but had no idea how to picture them, so thought that eyes will be a good idea. Save me, I was walking through this forest so many times! I don't believe in werewolves, but what could it be? Maybe a stray dog. I hope I'll never no.

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