In the small town of Ravenwood, nestled deep within the dense forest, a chilling legend has been passed down for generations-a tale of terror involving werewolves. Every full moon, the townsfolk would lock themselves indoors, for it was said that when the moon was at its peak, the creatures would roam the woods, seeking prey.
One fateful autumn, a group of adventurous teenagers decided to camp in the forest near Ravenwood during the week of the full moon. Among them were Emma, a brave and curious soul; Alex, a skeptic who scoffed at the idea of werewolves; Lily, a bookish girl fascinated by folklore; and Jake, a mischievous jock with a love for danger.
As the sun dipped below the horizon, casting an eerie glow on the towering trees, the group gathered around the campfire, sharing laughter and stories. Lily, eager to learn more about the local legend, began recounting the chilling tale of the werewolves of Ravenwood. The others chuckled, dismissing it as mere superstition.
As the night wore on, the moon rose, bathing the forest in an ethereal light. Suddenly, a haunting howl echoed through the trees. The laughter ceased, and an unsettling silence enveloped the group. Alex nervously laughed it off, attributing the sound to a regular wolf. But deep down, doubt gnawed at his certainty.
As they settled into their tents, Emma sensed a strange presence in the woods. It was as if someone-or something-was watching them. An unsettling feeling crept over her, but she pushed it aside, not wanting to scare her friends.
Hours later, the tranquility of the night was shattered by an ear-piercing scream. Terrified, the group rushed out of their tents to find Jake missing. Panic ensued as they searched frantically for their friend, but all they found was a trail of blood leading deeper into the forest.