Chev tried to get some sleep as the sun was giving his place to his silver lover. As much as he tried he couldn't rest. By the minute we was about to dive into a deep sleep, nightmares emerged into his mind. Horrid dreams full of moons painted crimson, dripping the blood of both the innocent and the wicked on the aged soil of a restless earth. He could also hear...<br/><br/>He heard howls. Dark and ominous howlings filled with rage and revenge. Hungry for blood and the raw flesh of those who opposed the beast...<br/><br/>He could also smell...<br/><br/>The smell... oh the smell has always been the most<span style="font-style: italic">real</span>sense in his dreams. He caught the scent of fresh blood bathing floors and pavements, mixing with dirt and becoming a disgusting deep red mud around ripped flesh and claw-opened bodies - their heads depicting all the horror they saw just before their last breath was drawn out by violence. Eyes wide and blind, mouths stayed open from their screams before their die, noses leaking blood...<br/><br/>"NOOOO!!"<br/><br/>Chev's head stood shouting in the blackness of his room. His heart pounding faster than ever. The sides of his head were drumming. He could feel it. He could feel...<span style="font-style: italic">her</span>. Chloe was in danger or even worse...<span style="font-style: italic">She</span>was the danger! He jumped from his bed wearing any clothes he found in front of him. Her "scent" was stronger than ever.<br/><br/><span style="font-style: italic">"She turned! Damn it! This is no good!"</span>his mind yelled and howled at the same time. He had to find her!<br/><br/>He run to the exit. There stood Mingan. Chev felt his wise look under his heavy eyelids fixed on him.<br/><br/>"Go Cheveyo. Remember the chant I taught you. Soothe her spirit and bring her here safe..." He moved away from the door and opened it.<br/><br/>Chev rushed out in the backyard and took a car. He started driving as fast as he could following Cloe's scent. He could almost see through it. He could her feelings... And none of them were good. He finally reached the town. Following her scent he went into a house. The door was violently open. The house was a mess. He kept following the scent. It leaded him out of the house and into a dark alley. A black hairy shadow was there, breathing heavily, filled with hatred and anger. Sending away every fear he looked right into the eyes of the werewolf. Green like two emeralds they pierced into his. He kept looking. He knew he had her attention now so his mouth started murmuring the old chant commanding the inner spirit to rest. Giving the human the chance to come back and control it. The chant became stronger. Chev could feel it echoing both into his mind and Chloe's.<br/><br/><span style="font-style: italic">"You can do it Chloe. Just let me help you"</span>Chev though as he closed his eyes and, while chanting, started approaching the black beast that towered above him...