The Curse of the Full Moon

The full moon was high, and there was no hiding from the beast within.

He collapsed into the earth as his humanity began to slip away. His clothes became

a cage for the powerful creature trying to break free. Bone and sinew

shifted as his jaw was forced open by lengthening fangs. Thick,

coarse fur erupted through his skin, claiming his very soul. His face twisted

into a mask of lupine fury as the snout pushed forward. Human fingers lengthened

into lethal claws, tearing at his very identity. The change was complete as a

bushy tail burst through his remaining clothes. The man was gone,