You toss and turn, drenched in sweat, as an unnatural fever rages through your body. The sheets are tangled around your legs like restraints holding you hostage to this torment. Your head pounds with a relentless ache that makes you want to claw at your skull.

A month ago, you were just out for an evening stroll when seemingly out of nowhere, a massive dog appeared on the dim street and lunged at you. Its jaws clamped down on your forearm with brutal force before your roommate came running and managed to shoot the beast. You're still haunted by the memory of its glowing eyes and the feeling of those razor sharp fangs piercing your flesh.

If it wasn't for your roommate's quick action, you might have bled out right there on the pavement. You owe them your life. Yet the mystery remains - where did that horror of an animal come from? And what did it want with you?

You had brushed off the whole incident as a freak occurrence, just an unusually aggressive stray. But now, with this inexplicable illness ravaging your body in synchrony with the lunar cycle, you can't help but wonder if there's something more sinister at work.

You stumble out of bed, your body aching and your head pounding. The nausea that's been plaguing you for days now threatens to overwhelm you. Beads of sweat trickle down your forehead as a wave of dizziness washes over you. Your roommate, Alex, knocks lightly on your bedroom door. "Hey, are you up? I made you some soup if you feel like eating something." The mere thought of food makes your stomach churn, but the aroma of the savory broth wafting through the crack under the door causes an unexpected rumbling in your belly. Hunger pangs like you've never experienced before claw at your insides, an insatiable, primal craving. Alex enters, a concerned look on their face. "You look terrible. This bug really has you knocked out, huh?"