The Werewolf Chronicles

You go down a little further but now it's pitch black, not even the pale light from the full moon gives any light through the dense canopy of the overhanging trees. You stop suddenly in your tracks when your ears pick up on a sound. You feel your heart beating loudly in your chest as you hear some sort of shuffling and scratching sound from up ahead. You take a couple of steps backward but you trip backwards over a loose stone and you fall down onto the stony trail.