A full moon glows above the blvd. A flickering neon bourbon sign sits atop The Den- a local watering hole.

On the street, chaos abounds. INNOCENT BYSTANDERS flee. Some fall to the ground, cower in fear, half transformed.

TOMMY, early 20’s, handsome and well built with a curl of slick black hair on his forehead, runs from the bar.

He grasps the hand of SYLVANE, a gorgeous blonde as they run from her savage werewolf brother, SLATE.

Sylvane peers over her shoulder. Slate getting closer. Catches site of her hand as it transforms into a hairy claw.

SYLVANE
I don’t know if I can hold it back, Tommy. I love you, sweetheart. I just love you...

Fangs grow from Sylvane’s teeth. She stares at Tommy like he’s a delicious snack.

SYLVANE
...so much... I could just eat you up

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