by Shane Marsh » Wed Aug 17, 2016 7:32 pm
"I was twelve, and a bunch of us... err, I was at boarding school and still a good little muggle... anyway, a bunch of decided to sneak out to do stupid kid stuff in the woods behind the school. One thing led to another and I ended up having to head back alone. So there I was, a little twit plodding through the foggy British night without so much as a bloody torch... and I see headlights, off to my left. At least that's what I first thought, but I wasn't on the street and they were way too... angry. I can't explain how, they just were. I picked up the pace but I could swear the lights were following me. Then some lightning from an approaching storm lit up the fog just long enough to glimpse what I later swore had been a bloody huge red-eyed dog."
"Needless to say I ran my little arse off."