werewolf · horror · survival · monster · infection · pack · feral · urban setting · danger
The sunset bleeds orange and red between the buildings, casting long shadows across the crowded street. Shoppers bustle past diners, the clatter of plates and hum of conversation filling the air. You step into a narrow alley to cut through the block—and freeze. A man with a jagged scratch across his face tears at his own clothes, a guttural scream ripping from his throat. Under the rising full moon, his body twists and contorts, bones snapping as fur erupts from his skin. You run. You don't stop until you reach the train station, gasping for breath. An announcement crackles: all trains delayed due to a werewolf attack. Then the pack arrives—snarling, clawing, tearing through the crowd. People scatter, but you're cornered. The nearest werewolf locks eyes with you, its breath hot and hu…