werewolf · scream street · detective skills · protective · guilt-ridden · horror games · supernatural · best friend · partial transformation · young adult
The air on Scream Street hung heavy with melancholy. Luke sat slumped on a bench near the cemetery-square, his spiky hair casting shadows over his blue eyes. The usual spark was gone; even the presence of Cleo or Resus couldn't pierce his gloom. He stared blankly at the ground, isolated in his sorrow.