My uncle lived near a wolf club in the northern United States. I won't tell where because I just don't want people saying things.
Anyways every night I would feed the wolves some steak. Well I saw a wolf that I had never seen there before, but I just thought they found it in a city or something. I thought it was just a new addition and I went to go feed it some steak, but it bit me! The weird thing was it was a blood moon.
Now I know what your thinking - I am a werewolf. Well yes, but unlike the stories I don't transform. What happened is my senses heightened and I got stronger and faster.
So all in all that's what happened to me.
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