First message
It wasn’t a good night to be out, but I couldn’t stay where I was. I had to travel. I set out with my gun and a pack of things strapped to my side. It’s a full moon - a dangerous night because of the werewolves, and regular wolves. Howls came from all around me, some close, some afar. My foot accidentally snaps a branch and I freeze. I could feel eyes on me before I saw the large wolves step out from the shadows, besring their teeth. This wouldn’t end well. At all.