Wolf Moon by JJ King

Author:JJ King [JJ King]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: JJ King
Published: 2023-04-11T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter Thirteen

The fire is out.

I struggled out of my nightmare, a really vivid one that made me long to cry out for Nan like I did when I was a child. The darkness pressed in around me, so utterly devoid of light that I thought the power must have gone out, too. That happened sometimes at Nan’s place.

The blankets weighed me down, holding me firm against the bed as I struggled. I needed to light another fire, it was cold here, so cold. My bones felt brittle from it. My eyelids hung heavily, drowned in sleep, making it hard to see. I exhaled and pried them open and saw fire.

For a moment, the scene made no sense to me. Fire licked at a tree that was bent, toppled over at the halfway point, snapped in two like a twig. There was a plane, no, I thought, half a plane leaning up against it, with ripped metal hanging like torn flesh from its sides.

I was still in the nightmare, I thought, focusing on the cold inside my bones and the snapping heat of the fire that grew closer by the moment. It was nice, in a way, soothing. The chill in my blood, in my body, dissipated, and, for an instant, I was warm.

Then I was burning.

Screams burst from my throat, raw and feral, as the world snapped into sharp relief. I threw my arms up to get away from the fire, the flames that snapped and sputtered just inches away from my feet. My arms met something heavy and pushed as more screams tore from me.

I raised my head to see but something hard and white lay atop me, pinning me down. Not snow, I realized, something else. Something heavy.

“Elena! Hold on.” A face appeared above me, hovering over me, for an instant, then disappeared. I gritted my teeth and pushed with all I had, desperate to get out from under whatever it was that was trapping me. My mind reeled with images of dead bodies, torn metal, and fallen trees.

A grinding sound filled my ears, so close it had to be what was holding me down. I felt a shift in the weight and gasped, realizing it had been pressing down on my chest, keeping me from breathing. As oxygen rushed to my brain and the sounds of screams, crying, and raging fire met me, I remembered the plane crash episode of Grey's Anatomy and panic rushed through me.

“Stop!” I screamed with as much volume as I could manage. It came out a wheeze that blew away in the wind. Whoever was lifting never heard me and kept lifting.

Internal bleeding, organ damage, devastating fractures. The images from Grey’s flashed through my mind. Whatever it was that pinned me down could be saving my life.

It groaned again, as if it were bending and ready to snap. I had no time to think, no time to assess my injuries. I dug my elbows into the damp, cold earth and scrambled back.

My body responded.

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