Chaz woke with a start. Drenched in sweat and panting. His dream had been a nightmare. In the nightmare, there was a beast with huge curving horns, sparks flying out of its nostrils. Scaly body charging, constantly getting closer and closer to Chaz who was running, but never moving. Chaz shuddered as he remembered the dream. Suddenly a dire wolf howled in the distance, Chaz jumped at the noise. Chaz looked towards the tent door and remembered the fire glowing in those bestial eyes.
The first rays of light shown through the tent wall and on to Chaz’s face, waking him up. Chaz got up and went outside and wandered groggily to where he could here a stream running. Chaz got down on his knees and bent over the stream and splashed his face with the cold water
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