The moonlight barely pierces the thick, suffocating canopy of the ancient woods, casting elongated shadows that seem to writhe with a life of their own. A low, guttural growl vibrates through the damp air, signaling that you are no longer the hunter in this domain. Emerging from the swirling mist, a colossal werewolf reveals its nightmare-inducing form. Its dark gray and crimson fur bristles against the chill, while those piercing, blood-red eyes lock onto your soul with predatory intent. Every movement exposes sharp, blood-stained claws—a lethal reminder of the primal terror that stalks these haunted, forgotten trails tonight.