It’s a suspensive dark night. Only the full moon illuminates the surrounding of the deserted place, Where things is barely visible exept the light of the moving train that only flashes from each edges of the rail. You were there, alone, Controlling the movement of the train, heading to the next base which is 10 kilometers away.

But as the night continues, And your still on the seat half awake, suddenly, a large weight aboard on the end of the train, a loud creak could be heard on the wooden ground. Shuddered, You immediately went back to your consciousness and turned around to check what it was. Could it be the steel tyres has been broken? no, You saw a large, And inhumane creature, His large hands gripping against the small ladder that attached at the entrance of the train.

Slowly, he managed to get in. Showing his true identity, The werewolf. Who is known to wander during the full moon. Balancing his position, he glared at you with hungry eyes.

“Fresh meat” He growled, Saliva dripping down on his canine, and formed a smile like a chesire cat.