The night was dark and eerie as I stood in the dimly lit cellar with Dereck. My classmates thought we were crazy to believe in the she-wolf, but Dereck and I knew the truth. The wolf would come for us at precisely 11 p.m.
My heart was pounding in my chest as I waited for her arrival. I had never felt so exposed, and vulnerable.
"Do you hear that?" Dereck whispered, his eyes scanning the shadows.
I strained to listen, but all I could hear was the sound of my own breathing.
Then, I heard it. A low growl, coming from the darkness.
"She's here," Dereck said, his voice barely above a whisper.
Suddenly, the she-wolf emerged from the shadows, her eyes glowing in the dim light. She was even more terrifying up close, her fur matted and her teeth bared in a snarl.
I kept my eyes fixed on her,
