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"David," Jack hissed, his voice cracking. "Did you hear that?"

The world blurred into a haze of cold mist and sharp stalks of heather. The creature loomed over him, a terrifying silhouette against the grey sky, but then a sharp crack echoed across the moors. Another followed in quick succession. The beast let out a sharp cry and retreated into the darkness of the fog.

Jack tripped, falling heavily onto the damp earth. Before he could scramble up, the massive shadow was upon them. David lunged toward his friend, swinging his heavy pack to distract the beast. The creature let out a fierce snarl, turning its yellow eyes toward David. In a flash of movement, David felt a sharp, searing pain across his shoulder as he was knocked backward. An American Werewolf in London

"Stay on the road," the old man had whispered, his hand trembling as he gripped his ale. "Keep clear of the moors."

David’s breath hitched in his throat as the fog rolled over the Yorkshire moors like a thick, grey shroud. Beside him, Jack was already shivering, his hands shoved deep into his pockets. They were miles from the Slaughtered Lamb, the pub where the locals’ eyes had followed them with a mixture of pity and warning. "David," Jack hissed, his voice cracking

Before David could answer, a howl ripped through the silence. It was a sound of pure, unadulterated hunger, rising in pitch until it felt like it was tearing through David’s skull. They froze, peering into the gloom. For a moment, the fog parted, revealing a massive, shadow-drenched shape crouched on a nearby ridge. Its eyes glowed with a sickly, yellowish light, fixed squarely on them. "Run!" David yelled, grabbing Jack’s arm.

But they hadn't stayed on the road. The map was useless in this soup, and the path had long since vanished underfoot. Another followed in quick succession

Then came the sound—a low, guttural growl that seemed to vibrate through the damp earth itself. It wasn't a dog, and it certainly wasn't the wind. It was something heavier, something ancient.