howmondayafter
What was my aunt's car doing in the driveway? None of our extended family came over here, especially not since we moved all the way across the country. Nevertheless, I walked toward the door, and, with as much care as the first cut during a surgery, cracked open the front door.
The man changed before his eyes, his hair turned black, his eyes feral, and within just a few seconds where a human being had stood, now there was a beast, altered by the moon. I dove away in fright, hoping to escape the beast, but there was nowhere I could run.