[ WP ] Write a horror story . Difficulty : the protagonist has a fully functional cell-phone with them at all times .

`` 911, what is your emergency?'' 
 
 `` I am lost in the woods.'' 
 
 `` Sir, you are going to have to be more specific than that. Where are you?'' 
 
 `` I do n't remember.'' 
 
 `` Why can you not remember? Have you sustained a head injury?'' 
 
 I feal the back of my head. My fingers come back red. 
 
 `` I think so. I think I am bleeding.'' 
 
 `` Well, we can send out a search party, but your best bet will be to find some high ground and calling us back when you figure out where you are.'' 
 
 `` I ca n't move. They might hear me.'' 
 
 `` What do you mean? Who is they?'' 
 
 `` I do n't know. I am being followed.'' 
 
 `` The search team is on the way. But if you do n't know where you are and are unable to move it will be almost impossible to find you.'' 
 
 They are getting closer. I am afraid to speak aloud. 
 
 `` Sir, are you still there? Sir-'' 
 
 I hang up. She was getting too loud. No luck on that front, anyway. Not unless I can find out where I am, or what the hell is going on. 
 
 I am leaned against a tree. I ca n't tell if my head is still bleeding. 
 
 Intense Breathing. I look desperately behind me. The fading light shows only the oaks, never-ending obstructions, and I hear only the breath. Precise. Calculating. I will not move. Not yet. 
 
 I search my pockets. Lint. My phone's light is growing ever brighter in the surrounding dark. My vision is decreasing. I contemplate turning on my phone's flashlight. Something about that would make it even scarier. 
 
 I can hear footsteps. Light pads on dead leaves. I am picturing monstrous wolves. 
 
 Why do I not remember anything? Why am I in the middle of the woods at night with nothing but my phone? 
 
 I have 4G but I do n't know what I am supposed to do with it. I imagine typing out'How to survive wolf attack pls hurry' on Yahoo Answers. I am too scared to laugh. 
 
 I look around the tree again. Movement. I am almost sure of it. Have I waited too long? I look back at my phone. No ideas. 
 
 Footsteps and breathing. Closer. I am scared to look behind me. They are on me. I am surrounded. I ca n't see them. 
 
 Snarling. I am gripping my phone for dear life. Shapes start to appear around the bases of the trees. They are coming towards me. They are sprinting. 
 
 I turn on the flashlight. I *see* them. Their eyes shine with hate. They recoil in the light. I panic. 
 
 I get up. They have stopped moving. I turn and run the opposite direction. Running footsteps. Closer. I shine my light behind myself. They do n't stop. I ca n't see where I am going. 
 
 Impact. I am stopped. I fall backwards. Breathing. On top of me. Snarling. Surrounded. Then the pain. 
 
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