Talking to the Moon
The moon was still rising, casting a silver glow over everything.
I looked down at my hands, and they were no longer human. They were claws, sharp and deadly.
What had I done?
And then, I saw something that made my heart skip a beat. A figure standing in the shadows, watching me.
Who was it?
And what did they want from me?
As I stood there, frozen in fear, the figure began to move towards me.
And then, everything went black.
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