The Alpha’s Game
The accident happened on our way to Yellowstone.
When the RV flipped off the cliff, I thought it was the end.
But when I opened my eyes, we weren't in a hospital.
We were in a strange, cold space filled with damp mist.
A massive holographic screen floated before us, displaying a blood-red countdown.
A cold, mechanical voice—perhaps some higher-dimensional deity—announced the rules:
Welcome to the Werewolf World's "Rebirth Trial."
You are already dead. However, complete the mission, and you shall be reborn.