HOWL: WEREWOLVES OF CAMP WOLFCREEK

Part III Feral Play

Axel had went for a night walk because he needed to get something off his mind like last night for instance he stood for a minute and thought to himself "A werewolf?"
That question came to him and a very stupidly question as well at that matter "I could've just said I got chased by a bear why didn't I just fucking say that?" And honestly if it was one other thing that bothered Axel aside from his albinism it had to be the unfortunate disability of realism and logic not being on his side it annoyed him very much in a mind numbingly way while he was in the middle of the process of arguing with himself he kept checking over his left shoulder to make sure he wasn't being followed by someone or something better yet of the matter.

He had a flashlight on him this time and not the one on his phone but like an actual flashlight.
However Axel while walking alone or so he thought he looked behind him and ten yards off in the distance Axel had spotted a pair of glowing orangeish yellow eyes following close and far behind him inching their closer footsteps pacing very calmly, Axel didn't know what the thing was but he had the flashlight on him whatever this massive creature was it stopped walking and it stared down at Axel with a low feral growl.

Axel then turned on the flashlight and shined it at the creature to be revealed what he swore stood right in front of him, 12 ft tall, black matted fur, orangeish yellow eyes and a elongated snout of some sort of hound, and bipedal, claws, teeth, and pawed feet, it was no other than a fucking got damn living, breathing, werewolf over 12 ft tall breathing down on him menacingly staring at him; Axel had stared up at this....what could he call it?
A beast?

Axel didn't seem to question it instead he didn't stick around to find out he just screamed and ran and then the werewolf howled and chased after Axel, Axel ran through the woods skin being scratched at by the forest brush and the weeds and plant growth feral werewolf growls followed close behind him no sooner than later Axel had tripped and fallen and tumbled down a hill and got knocked unconscious on a rock.

Meanwhile the werewolf had caught up to Axel and his limp body laying face down in the ground, the werewolf had wandered over and crouched down and had grabbed Axel and dragged his limp body off to the far distance.

Meanwhile back at the camp one of the counselors did bunk check and never registered that Axel wasn't in the cabin.
Oblivion can be a undoubtedable pain sometime....

At the same time Brick had woken up after the daily bunk check routine ritual and had gotten some of his friends up to go smoke a little pot in the woods far off in the distance where noone could see them minutes later they walked up the path they usually went to one of Bricks friends Aaron and the other one Sàlim they both had hit up a joint and afterwhile puffing away Aaron saw something out of his eye.
A body?