Puppetmaster

You let yourself go, and fall asleep instantly. You begin dreaming, shapes and figures are dancing around you, too blurred to be made out. A dream in a dream? Is it possible? You wonder to yourself. The dreams vision is starting to get more clearer, and as it does, it begins to take on a whole new shade. It is night, and the dancing figures are hunched over, not dancing but prowling around your body, always watching and staring at you like you were some sort of...
Your heart thumps hard as you spring awake, but it is too late to stop the largest wolf from lunging at your throat.