LIFE-DEATH | SURVIVAL
Story Grim Reaper Four-Legged Beast
The attacking Dog ripped My clothes apart.
The Grim Reaper hit me, with his four-legged beast, black and tan fur, sharp white teeth, snapping at me. Its hot breath beside my throat.
I could hear him growling, the grinding of his long teeth next to my neck. I rustle awake twisting and…