It was the witching hour of night, all throughout the neighborhood, it was as quiet as a ghost town. The blue lighting of the full moon cast an ominous glow to the forest and the homes nearby. And in one of these houses, are none other than Kota and Chris. His loyal step brother that he has known since the third grade.
Ironically enough, they were watching the movie: An American Werewolf in London. Chris was bitten by a huge wolf-like creature the previous night during one of his walks. Fortunately, his wounds were cleaned and bandaged. The brothers thought nothing of it and went on with their various concerns, assuming it was just your average dog bite. Or so they thought...
As they continued watching the movie, Chris suddenly felt a sharp pain running all over his body. He groaned in pain as he cradled his skull. "Dude! What's wrong?!" Kota asked, crouching down beside him.
"I-It hurts!!! It...argh!!" Chris fell to his hands and knees. Screaming i