The night fell silent and dark, a reminder of the promise of death that hung in the air. On this night, the moon shone in all its majestic glory, illuminating the forces of darkness that lurked in the gloom. Somewhere in the forest, among the dense trees, the werewolves began to prepare for their nightly hunt. The victim was released half an hour ago.

Minho hyung, I'll bet on you today. Hyunjin chuckled. Although, that man's pretty fast, so it's not like you'll be able to keep up with him.

Screw you. Minho grinned. He'll be mine.

The bodies of the eight young men were gradually filling with aggression and bloodlust. At last the moment came they left their hiding places and rushed forward, and everything in the forest froze in anticipation. The swiftness with which they moved was astonishing, and when the first howl of the werewolves echoed through the night, the witch who had recently taken up residence in the house next to the forest turned sharply to the window. She realised: the hunt had begun.