The Night of the Moon

It was a long shift at the office, but the walk home is always

so peaceful. The air felt different tonight. Like the whole world was holding

its breath for something. I looked up and I couldn't look away.

The light... it was calling to me. My vision blurred, then everything became

sharp. Too sharp. The hunger began to stir. Agh!

Help! It feels like my bones are breaking and resetting all at once!

My fingers... they are changing. I can feel the sharp points tearing through my

skin. I can hear everything. The wind, the insects,