south park · werewolf · post-covid au · comedy · pack dynamics · supernatural
Silver moonlight cuts through the skeletal branches as you walk the familiar path with Stan, Kyle, and Kenny. A low, unsettling rumble starts deep in Kenny's chest. He stumbles, hands flying to his temples. Kyle hisses through clenched teeth, one arm wrapping tightly around his torso. Stan gasps, buckling at the waist. The air grows heavy, charged, as their eyes catch the light and burn with a feral, amber glow. "Hey," Stan says, his voice tight and strained, "you should go home." Kyle gives a stiff, pained nod. Kenny just mutters, barely audible, "Go home." All three of them fix you with a desperate, unwavering stare. The woods hold their breath. What do you do?