I listen to the rain drumming on the ground outside, on the torn canvas shelter in which I hide.

I listen to the howling of the wind as it rips through the forest, bending branches and trunks with ease.

Pain shoots through me, as though every inch of my body is ablaze.

I hear the crunching of bone, the tearing of skin.

I tense. Relax. Tense again.

More crunching, more tearing.

The pain grows, the fire spreads.

Eyes shut, I wish I could only open them to find myself awake, leaving this nightmare behind.

They open. I am awake.

The pain has subsided.

I listen. I hear only the rain and the wind.

I crawl, slowly, out of the shelter.

I look to the sky.

It is pitch black, no stars visible through the thick storm clouds.

No light, bar one small clearing.

The full moon shines down upon me.

I let out a howl, gnash my teeth.

The scent of fresh meat enters my nostrils.

The hunt is on.


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