Saved By A Werewolf

I opened my eyes, darkness everywhere. The only source of light was the pale and gorgeous, full moon. But it was out of focus. The entire world was out of focus.

My eyes adjusted to the darkness and even though my vision was blurry I could tell I was surrounded by trees. I couldn't remember where I was before, but I was certain it wasn't here. I would never go into the woods alone, much less at night. I was far too paranoid and unskilled to roam around without knowing the area perfectly.

I tried to remember where I was before, but my brain responded with a headache. It was then that I realized the sharp and burning pain I felt around my waist, legs, back, and core.

I tried to stand up but my body wouldn't move, or listen. I was gradually becoming more aware of my surroundings and situation. It was like slowly regaining consciousness. It was cold, really cold, and it didn't help that the ground was wet. I could feel some sort of liquid around my head. I tried to move, to stand up, but my efforts proved to be useless as my body wasn't responding.

I tried my best not to freak out. What did I know? I was hurt. I went through the things I learned in med school. I was disoriented, most likely from hitting my head or some sort of contusion. So it was safe to assume that the 'pool' of liquid was blood and I was losing a lot of it really fast. I needed to find my injuries and stop the bleeding because if I don't, my body would go into Hypovolemic shock.

It was clear I went through a horrible incident, and though I didn't remember it, my body did. It was causing what I hoped was temporary paralysis. The first thing I needed was to be able to move. That way I could at least locate my injuries. I gradually tried to become aware of my body and regain some type of sensation, with this, would come pain but I needed the pain to survive.

And so I did, I began trying to move my right index finger, which was resting near my side, and I could feel it. As I regained feeling I realized why it was so cold. I was not wearing any clothes. I couldn't focus on what that meant right now. I knew if I did, I would not make it through this.

Slowly but surely I was able to move my arm and place my hand in front of my face. A sticky, warm liquid shone in the moonlight. Blood. I placed my hand back where it was before and started applying pressure.

I tried not to freak out while I examine the situation. Which was extremely hard. I was badly hurt, the pain was obviously there for a reason. My body was paralyzed and I had no idea where I was. The more I forced myself out of that dizzying state the more I felt the pain, and the more I paid attention to the sounds around me.

"Help!" I tried to shout but out of me came barely a whisper. "Help!" I tried again, slightly louder, but it still wasn't enough. And even if I managed to shout, would anyone hear me? There were no sounds of traffic, or civilization, only silence, and running water.