You're alone in the woods. Who knows why, your practically an adult, you thought the forest would look romantic under the light of the brightest full Moon you've seen in ages. So you go out, walking along with the only other sound being that of your footsteps. Until you hear an owls call from out of nowhere and you turn to look for it while walking forward, causing you to trip and sprain your ankle. You guess it could be worse, you haven't been walking for all that long, so getting home will be a pain, but not a big deal. So you pick yourself up, and nearly jump out of your skin when you hear wolves howling in the distance. Not too bad you think, trying not to worry. Just pick up the pace a bit and you'll be fine. You get back to walking, favoring the unhurt foot, until something very odd causes you to stop. Remember those wolves that you heard off in the distance howling? Good, because those howls are starting to sound less and less distant.
-Suri Kimera