Chad was now at home, in his room with his PC before he had locked the door even with the numerous objections from his mother. On the screen was a search on werewolves, earlier that day looking at John he remembered the day when he had taken he and his friends down in a moment before jumping out the window. At that time, he thought it was just his head playing tricks on him but he could swear he heard something like growling. Chad came to a halt scoffing at his own thoughts look at him believing in something as dumb as werewolves. He moved to close the laptop but stopped once his eyes landed on an image, a picture of the so-called werewolf and couldn’t help but ponder, what if. This whole thing seemed impossible and insane but so was the creature that attacked him that night

