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The crimson letters seemed to seep into the very air, delivering a chilling warning that sent shivers down my spine. The words read "You would never find your children. Never!!!” Panic clenched my chest, and a scream tore from my throat, echoing in the confines of the room. I scrambled out of bed, my pulse thundering in my ears, my breaths coming in ragged gasps. The sight before me was a nightmare brought to life, a gruesome reminder that danger was all around us. The message etched in blood was a sinister message, one that left me trembling with fear and uncertainty.

If she did, she would have never considered leaving her pack and coming to such a faraway and unknown place such as the Lycan realm. “This article would have been more interesting if I had metathe-whatever it’s called. It is a good thing I don’t have it…” Nina mumbled to herself as she read through the three page pamphlet in her hand about Metathesiophobia (the fear of change). She had picked it up to read out of curiosity but now, she found that she could not enjoy it. Without sparing the pamphlet another glance, Nina dropped the booklet onto the counter and went back to wiping the coffee mugs that were on the sink opposite the counter. While she wiped down her mug, she looked up to see the

“Yeah, duh, I was, but I was just practicing how I’ll challenge a werewolf when I meet one in real life.” “You know it’s not real. ALl this nonsense fantasies about werewolves." I waved a hand over my face, forcing my tone to not leak with fear. “That's what they want you to think!” she exclaimed, scrolling down on her laptop screen, ‘these are articles about people that have seen real werewolves.” “People make up stuff these days for people to read. YOu’re just helping their market increase in sales by believing them." I faked a laugh.

With trembling hands, I retrieved the flash drive from my pocket and inserted it into my laptop, the soft hum of the machine filling the room as it powered on. My heart raced as the screen flickered to life, the contents of the drive displayed before me in a series of folders and files. With a deep breath, I clicked on the first folder, my pulse quickening with each passing second. What I saw next filled me with shock and disbelief. The images that flashed across the screen were gruesome and horrifying, a stark reminder of the darkness that lurked in the world beyond our doorstep. I recoiled in horror, my stomach churning with revulsion at the sight before me.

Blood, a stark and unwelcome guest, splattered across the floor and walls, a macabre tapestry of fear. Fear, raw and unyielding, gripped my heart in its icy embrace. Jenny, missing in a sea of scarlet. Panic clawed at the edges of my mind, threatening to consume me whole. Questions swirled like a tempest in my thoughts Who would dare to harm her? Why would they do such a heinous act?

The sight before Lisa was both haunting and macabre. Two lifeless bodies lay sprawled on the forest floor, their contorted forms telling a tale of violence and death. The stench of decay hung heavily in the air, assaulting her senses and intensifying her feelings of horror and disgust. She approached cautiously, her steps hesitant, unwilling to disturb the grim tableau before her. The moon's feeble light cast eerie shadows, painting a ghastly portrait of the lifeless figures. Lisa's heart raced, her mind racing to comprehend the ghastly scene unfolding before her eyes.

She began. For the first time, fear flashed in Sandra's eyes. "Wh-- What is going on, Mena?" "Oh, it's nothing to be scared of, please trust me, okay?" She rushed to reassure her friend. "O-Okay." Sandra still looked unconvinced. "Good. Do you remember those novels you like to read? Those ones where men turn into werewolves, vampires, and all those kinds of stuff?" "You mean my paranormal books? How can I ever forget about them? I have two in my bag as we speak." She paused, "But, what has that got to do with anything?"

"Let's not talk about death when I binged watch a ton of scary movies last night. I swear I couldn't wake up to pee last night, there were eyes everywhere," His words made me roll my eyes. Scary movies and Colby weren't a good combination. I was just surprised he hadn't disturbed my sleep by calling and saying Chucky was outside his window this time around. "Did we not talk about this last time Colby? Scary movies aren't your thing. Try some drama series." I sighed. "If I watch drama series I'd basically be manifesting drama into my subconscious mind." He whined. I look at him with a raised brow. "So you want to manifest scary shit instead?"

That hair raising feeling that happens when you overthink and scare yourself. And then it happened. I had just put the nozzle into my car. I opened my car door to wait in my seat and scroll through my phone while it refilled. I sat down, grabbed my phone, and had that creepy feeling like I was being watched. I looked into the rear-view mirror and saw dark eyes staring back at me. I screamed. My dumbass too scared that my brain stopped functioning. I didn’t jump out. I didn’t run. I didn’t grab the closest thing I could use as a weapon. I just sat and screamed like some idiot in those stereotypical slasher films. The next thing I knew, this stranger, this strange man in MY car, bit me. He BI

She leans in close and sniffs me, her long tangled grey hair tickling my nose. Hearing a demented laugh explode from her, I inwardly cringe while she raises her head and peers at me with the scariest eyes I have ever seen. When they look at me, it's as if I am peering into a deep red abyss, so terrifying that I could only ever imagine it in my worst of nightmares. Her face is grotesque and when she laughs again, I see two teeth. Those two teeth though, look razor sharp like fangs.