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small town located on the outskirts of New York City. The full moon could be seen in all its glory, peering from in between the trees. Keith stood by the waters looking over the

e insisted on him cutting his brown long curly hair but he just wouldn't l

the starry sky. Suddenly, a scream rented the air. Keith looked around but saw nothing. He turned back to continue admiring the beautiful scenery but the screams came again, this time, louder a

into a nightmarish ordeal for the town of Brexton. As Keith stood by the water

se once-human creatures were cursed to shift into terrifying beasts when the moon reached its full phase. Nothing

re of the impending threat, were caught off guard by the terrifying sounds. Panic spread like wildfire as the chilling realization of

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ut of here!" screamed a man as he r

esperately tried to flee the wrath of the marauding werewolves. Houses

While he was on his knees, witnessing the horrible sight of the killings, he heard what sounded like his mother calling out his name. It was at the moment it rang in Keith'shead that he actually has a home to run to, his family to save

vade them in the maze of shadows, but fate had other plans for Keith. As he stumbled through the dimly lit alley, one of the werewolves pounced on him, plunging its sharp fangs deep into his shoulder. Keith screamed in agony as he fell to

eashed their wrath on the unwary residents, leaving a path of destruction in their wake. Keith's parents were not spared the tragedy amid the mayhem. Their lives were tragically cut

d his imagination. Sharp aches pierced his neck, and his entire body felt as if it were on fire. His bones seemed to crackle and shift as if attempting to realign

rrounded by a sorrowful forest. The moonlight streamed through the dense forest canopy, throwing strange shadows on the ground. As he fough

nd disjointed. When he tried to speak, all that escaped his mouth were guttural sounds, akin to an animal's growls. Pan

hhh!" he