The young-looking man with the black hair sat across the quad, his back to a tree, his body in profile. In his hands sat a crystal flute, which he blew gently across the mouth piece, a sweet-soft sound resonating from the musical instrument. The distance from the campus walls and where the man sat was great, and few could make-out the details surrounding him well. Some didn't even notice, and others mistook him for a young woman. But the power of the flute carried along the wind, reached the buildings, and surrounding area, catching the attention of any unsuspecting person that walked by.

Rose was walking past, from the lessons of the day, she heard the flute playing, she thought it was one of the students, she looked, but it was a young man, she walked curiously towards him... Once she was near him, "That is beatiful playing Sir, I havn't seen you around before, what do you teach?" she asked, thinking that he may be some kind of teacher...

He looked up at her, still playing the flute, his bright blue eyes shining agisnt the setting sun in the distance. Pausing in his playing for a moment, the man in the purple outfit stood up slowly. He smiled at the young lady, and turned partially away from her before walking into the forest. As he turned, his long hair, which came to the middle of his back, swayed back and forth. His arms moved, as his hands brought the flute up to his lips agian. His feet made no sound on the fallen leaves, and his body seamed to sway with the music he made. It was almost hypnotic to him, and he had perfected the craft over years. As always, he awaited just a few feet away, to see which won out, the girls curisoty, or the majik from his music. He could always tell which it was that drew the girls to follow him.

"Sir?" she asked quizzicly, she didn't know what to do at first, but something drew her towards him, like some kind of magic, but it was the curiosity that one over her, she walked closer, she wanted to know more about this person, no matter how strange he seemed... He looked like someone that she would be attracted too, and she slightly was, but, she knew it was wrong...

He felt the majik taking over at first, but knew that she was one of the curious ones. He continued his little walk through the woods, taking seldom-walked paths, always just a few steps ahead of the girl, pausing from time to time to allow her to catch up. The trees grew thicker, the grass on the forest floor changed from light, to a darker shade, and moss was thicker on the trees.

As they became further removed from civilation, sounds other than the flute began to fill the air. Firstly, they were small critter sounds, like insects and mice in the grass. Gradually, the animals seamed to grow, into cat-like creatures, and what sounded like it could be snakes. The light slowly dwindled away to nothing.

Rose continued to folow, now it wasn't her curiosity driving her, it was the magic, she was actualy starting to get scared, she hated being outside at night time, she had heard terrible storys of what happened at this school, but she didn't belive them, but this was starting to get to her, she wouldn't go much further, if she could help it...

As the man in the purple outfit seamed to fade into the darkness, the sound of the flute heightened, as if he was just out of visual range. The brush the girl began to rustle, as if something was moving through it, possibly looking for something.

The music continued, even while a voice called out softly, "Come here."
The siren's call came from the direction of the flute, where the man had wandered to. Suddenly, the rustling bush exploded into a frenzy of motion, as a gray wolf leapt out of it. Skidding along the ground, the creature looked around quickly, sniffing, and discovered the girl. Its fur stood on end, as it snarled at her, shifting and pre pairing to attack. Suddenly, the only way for the young girl to go, was to the mysterious man with the flute.

Rose saw the wolf, slowly she stepped back from it, her heart pounding, ' why did I come out here, why' she thought, turning and running towards the sound of the flute, she wanted to be anywhere but near that wolf, she had her whole life to live, and she didn't want it to end in this god forsaken forest, she wouldn't let it.

As if from no where, a second wolf appeared, blocking her path. Then to her sides, a third and forth. The quartet of cannines closed in on the poor girl, snarling, saliva dripping from their jowls. As they closed, the first wolf, slightly larger than the rest, growls at the others, and they rotated around clockwise. When the large wolf was in front of her, he sniffed at her a few times, not close, but close enough to her to catch her if she tried to flee.

After it sniffed the air around her several times, the wolf lept, teeth bared, and bit her clothing, tearing a strip out of it. Suddenly, the other 3 all lept, and each took another stip of fabric with them. By that time the leader had returned, and stood in front of her agian, snarling fiercely.

Rose stopped, she was surrounded, it was over, she couldn't escape. But to her suprise, they didn't attack her, well that didn't hurt her. Why were they ripping her clothes, why weren't they just finishing her now. She stood frozen still, she wasn't going to risk being attacked by one of the wolves...

Moving closer to her, the leader reared up on his hind legs, and placed his paws on her shoulders. Snarling in her face, she could smell... possibly death on the creatures breath. The beast the dropped, dragging it's paws along her shredded clothes, and skin. It walked around her, snarling lightly, and took a nip at her backside, as two of the other wolves bit her legs. It wasn't a piercing, tearing bite, and it didn't even draw blood. It was a secure... it almost seamed like it was ment to hold her. Their teeth scraped at her legs, but still held firmly. The music of the flute seamed further off, as the lead wolf took another nip at her backside.

As the wolves had their fun, a long, greenish-black snake slithered down from a branch, only a foot or two above her head. There was no rattle, or distinguishing featuers about the snake, other than it's length; it had to be longer than 10 feet! The serpent wound its self around her neck, and then around her arms, hissing all the while.

What were these things doing?, that hadn't drawn blood, they were... playing with her, she didn't want to move, if she did, they still might attack her, and she didn't want that happening... She was shivering in fear, she had a great phobia of snakes, and she wanted to get as far away as possible, she stood perfectly still, as if not to anger the beasts...

And suddenly, the wolves were gone. The music of the flute returned, higher in pitch and almost whimsical in nature. The marks from the wolves left light scratches on her skin, but there was no blood at all. The snake around her neck slithered down her body, landing on the floor, hissing at her. From above, a crow, or raven cawed, and flew through the air, screeching as it passed behind her.

Whatever was going on in the woods, it didn't seam possibly real, and yet, it felt real.

"What the fuck is happening here!" Rose yelled to the distance, her fear had taken control, this was all to much, why were these animals going after her, what had she done?, she still wasn't moving. The wolves, were did they go?, she looked around, 'mabey there just getting more of these fucking animals' she thought grimly... She liked animals, but why did these ones not like her?

Behind her, the forest seamed to grow darker, and tiny lights appeared. They were in sets of two, close together, and moving, swaying back and forth. Each moment that passed, another set of lights appeared. If watched, they would go out for a moment, and then return. Slowly a pair of the lights moved in closer to her, showing that they were not lights, but eyes. It was another wolf, this one stony gray, with white fur on it's paws. The beast was massive, all fur and fangs, as it snarled at her, saliva dripping.

The forest opposite of the what were now seen to be eyes, was much lighter, and almost seamed as if beconing her to safety. Light filtered through the trees in more spots, and a few flowers bloomed. Through the air, the soft, light music of the flute floated from the direction away from the animals. Carried along the music was a soft call, "This way," as if calling to her.