A craving screamed for attention to my drowsy body. A fog enveloped me. The wind began to sway me back and forth. The sinews and muscles twisted my very body structure. The pain was almost impossible to endure, and yet I could not halt the roaring fever that captured me. The devotion of my inner subconscious was legendary and would not cease the pain. The darkness of my eyes matched how I felt inside, empty. It felt as if my whole being just dropped out, leaving a sea of nothing in its place. My mountain of emotions just tumbled down, leaving a sort of bliss in place. With nothing but darkness left within me I was simply a cold winter day, frozen in frost. My animalistic form refused to allow me any freedom. So for the rest of the desolate night I was stuck as the uncontrollable monster. I could have done anything during the monstrous rampage, I could have killed anyone. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ A beast attacked Annabel Change when she was only seven, but it did not only leave a traumatic memory. Little does she know, the monster who attacked her is now searching for her. And changes are taking place in her body, changes that she can't explain. Only one person knows what is happening to her and its the monster himself. Shan Bolds knows he needs to help Annabel, but with the overbearing, close knit gang he belongs to, that could be a problem. He doesn't have much time before she transforms into the monster and kills whoever is closest. When the night falls Shan is forced to turn into the gruesome, humanoid monster, too. Like a vampire, he needs to feed. Will Shan be able to find Annabel in time? Or will everything go horribly wrong?