Regret washes over her as the feral wolves gain on her leaving nowhere to escape. She ran to the best of her ability still stunned by the acts that got her here. In the end, her kindness got to best of her. Jane, a very caring woman deceived by the cruel cold world. The wolves gained on her quickly due to the shoddy terrain. As she ran farther a small hut came into view. A quiet snap alerts the wolves as an orange thick haze floods the forest impeding their ability to run. Jane drops to the floor before hearing words that will haunt her for the rest of her time, “Such pretty nails.”