gone, his family is dead and he is in the woods miles from home. How he got there, he had not the slightest idea but what he is battling with

old bunker underground. Without wasting time, Keith opened and went in. The bunker happened to have quite several supplies in it- bottled water, clothes, and medical equipment. It looks as though it was occupied months ago. Keit

He explored the bunker and found a tub filled with dirty water. He didn't think about the condition of the

normal . He was no longer bloodthirsty but hungry. He went straight to the remaining 2 pieces of canned food and tore them open with his bare

n one corner of the room. While he stood in front of the broken mirror, scars on his chest showed forth and just at his hip side, he saw

th said as he rubbed his hand

as a side effect of his transformation, but as the days passed, the alterations became evident. One evening, as the moon began its ascent in the sky, Keith's senses sharpened to an extraordinary degree. He could hear the

fought to maintain control over

a trapped animal, hoping the fresh air would clear his thoughts. As he stepped into the night, the scent of the city flooded his nostrils, blending with the mo

the delicate footfalls of a creature. He moved his head, his gaze fixed on a deer grazing happily, oblivious to the predator waiting in the shadows. The deer's heartbeat

lood intensified, and he found himself taking a step forward, closer to the unsuspecting prey. It

he deer, claws unsheathed and teeth bared, with a burst of speed and strength. The deer tried to leave at the last

ity and quickness. He pounced on the deer, d

he found himself giving in to the savage delight of the hunt. The carnage continued as Keith's wolfish hunger demanded more. He prowled the woods, seeking and preying

elt the rush of power slowly receding, leaving him exhausted and shaken by the horrors he had unleashed. Whilst he was in that state

he heard a wood snap just meters away from where he was standing. The scent got stronger and it ren