It was nighttime in the plain. Nothing was moving, nothing whispering, nothing at all. It was all quiet. Eerily quiet in the full moonlight. There, in the distance was a house, an old house where farmers that are a couple apparently used to live. Now, the husband of the couple only lives in the house, alone. As the crickets chirped, a black wolf appeared out of the middle of nowhere, with steel blue eye color. It has slick black fur covering the body and pointed ears. Then, it stood up on its hind legs, gazing at the window of the house, gazing at a figure on a bed. It narrowed its eyes slightly and smirked, revealing a sharp pointed pearly white tooth. It glanced at the chicken coops in curiosity and sniffed the air, smelling for any chickens that roamed the area. No chickens. It walked over to the fences of the area and glanced over at the house. It snapped its fingers and whispered, "Its time to start a new beginning." and slashed the fences' chains with its claws, breaking the fence open.
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Chicken Run: The Curse Of The Werewolf
Mystery / ThrillerIt has been two years since they escaped from the farm. Now, the farmer lives by himself. But, as he was living by himself, strange things are happening around him. He kept getting dreams of a small village in the distance and it always boggles him...
