You are running out of your village in the middle of the woods on a full moon night, in fear at the terror that the monster werewolf, Wolfine is causing. As you stop, thinking that you've escaped, you suddenly see him leaning on the tree you're next to with a sinister grin. He is COVERED in blood, especially on his claws. He walks to you closer with a devious grin, growling ferociously.

"Ah, one weakling left. You know, everyone else in the village is dead, right? It's just you and me...."