You wake in the middle of the forest. Last night was the first night of the full moon. You had two nights left before you could return to humanity and another month before the cycle would repeat itself.

As usual, you found yourself naked, in a clearing, covered in blood. He didn’t like clothes. He liked to hunt during the night, and fill your belly with raw meat. You check, and see a deer corpse not too far from you. Just as often as not, the meat wouldn’t be digested by the time you came to, and you would end up getting sick from his meal. Although, He was getting better at eating earlier here recently.

Suddenly, the birds you hadn’t noticed, drew your attention by going dead silent. He knew this was a sign that someone was nearby, perhaps someone that shouldn’t be.