He knew the creature was hungry. He knew it had not fed. He had felt the pain gnawing in his stomach. He fought for control but the creatures power was growing. He was already losing control. The creature was too powerful and he could feel himself slipping into the infinite darkness as the creature escaped and his body was once again taken from him. A short story depicting the hunt of one of the most famous predators in gothic fiction; predator incarnate itself - the werewolf.