The Werewolf Chronicles

You're exhausted, but it takes a while to get to sleep because of the hard wooden boards under your back. The pale light from the full moon is filtered down a little though the branches of a dead tree, though the window and onto the bed. Soon you are sleeping soundlessly.

In the middle of the night your eyes shoot open when you hear a howl. It's wolf country, but for some reason you get a shiver up your spine that leaves you cold. Maybe it's because you're here, all alone in this hut in the forest.