The wraith wasted no time in escaping, not even looking back to see if the Monster was following. She released another eerie scream that echoed in the fog of Cetus, and disappeared from the Monster’s view. She ran until her legs burned and her lungs burned and she felt she would die if she kept running. Then she collapsed in a heap on the ground, looking, for all the world to see, dead. In truth, she had passed out again, from a mix of exhaustion and shock from trauma. When she next awoke, she would be a different creature, one prone to panic attacks, and one who would become hostile towards anyone who came to close to her or tried to touch her. The wraith’s innocence had been torn to shreds because of this encounter.

[Exit Alaska]