It was now the next morning, and the thought of his role as The LOKI LUPIN for the Werewolf pack still lingered in his mind.
Today was the final day and tonight all the Werewolves would become ferocious predators and he is the Only LOKI LUPIN who can confine them all in chains.
Miller woke up from his bed, when he stood up, his eyes and Watson's eyes met.
"Hello, Bro" Watson said to him.
The two of them had not talked for a long time and this was making both of them feel uncomfortable inside the room. Watson didn't want to talk to Miller but he felt like he should, tonight the full Moon would appear and THE UNKNOWN might likely attack today.
"I have noticed you like leaving the room at night" Watson said.
Miller eyes widened, he thought whenever he left the room, Watson was in deep sleep, but it seems like he was wrong.
"I just want to advise you, do not go outside This very Night. The Full Moon is appearing and THE UNKNOWN might likely appear tonight" Watson said again.
"I would not be able to leave, there is a curfew in school tonight and besides that. I thought you didn't believe in The Supernatural, what made you believe in them all of a sudden?" Miller asked trying to instigate a conversation with his friend.
Miller really did miss his friend Watson. But he didn't want to admit it.
The real reason why Watson started to believe in Supernatural was because of something Miller had done earlier. Watson was even starting to wonder if Miller was a Mutant or a creature that was pretending to be a Human.
He could remember how Miller's entire eyes turned red when he wanted to Kill Jason Turner that day.
"Based on the things that are happening in the school and the way the school is now taking it seriously. There is a probability that THE UNKNOWN might exist". Watson said.
"Can you tell me what you have heard about THE UNKNOWN". Miller asked as he sat on his bed facing Watson.
This time Miller wasn't only trying to initiate a conversation. He was just trying to figure out something. Miller had his suspicions that The Werewolves might be involved in the Killing that happened in the School.
'Why would THE UNKNOWN only attack during a Full Moon Night and then vanquish into thin air and reappear another Full Moon Night, Does the Werewolf Pack have anything to do with this?' Miller thought to himself.
"From what I have heard, the name alone sends shivers down the spines of those who speak of it. THE UNKNOWN, whispered in hushed tones, evokes a primal terror that permeates the darkest corners of the school. Some claim he is not of this world, a ghostly entity that stalks its prey with malevolent intent," Watson's voice quivered with unease, each word laced with the weight of dread.
"As the stories go, THE UNKNOWN shows no mercy. His victims meet a gruesome fate, their bodies torn asunder, their very existence extinguished. No one is safe from his relentless onslaught. He prowls the campus, his presence a chilling reminder of the horrors that await those who dare to venture outside during the Full Moon Night. The air itself turns thick with foreboding, as if whispering warnings to those who dare to listen," Watson's voice trailed off, his throat constricted with fear.
"But what perplexes me, Miller, is the sudden arrival of THE UNKNOWN. It was as if he emerged from the shadows, a harbinger of terror that appeared without rhyme or reason. Two months ago, the tranquility of this place was shattered by his malefic presence, leaving the Second Year Students bewildered and shaken," Watson's voice trembled, the uncertainty in his words echoing the collective confusion of the student body.
The plea in Watson's voice was palpable, a desperate entreaty to protect his friend from the horrors that lurked beyond the safety of their room. The gravity of the situation weighed heavily on his words, a plea for Miller's survival in the face of the unknown.
"I beg of you, Miller, do not venture outside tonight. Your life is too precious to be at the mercy of THE UNKNOWN. The risks are too great, the consequences too dire. Stay here, where the walls can offer a semblance of safety. Let us defy the darkness together and pray for the dawn to break without claiming another victim," Watson's voice cracked with emotion, the fear and concern etched deeply in his words.
The room fell into an oppressive silence, the air heavy with the weight of uncertainty. Miller could sense the genuine fear that emanated from his friend's plea, a stark reminder of the dangers that awaited him should he defy Watson's heartfelt request.
It was like Watson knew that Miller was surely going to leave the room tonight. Miller had left the room for the past two nights because of training and today being the Full Moon Day, he must go outside, The Entire Werewolf Pack depends on him.
"Okay, i would not leave this very night" Miller lied.
"Let's go to the Cafeteria or Library" Watson suggested.
Miller understood what his friend was doing there and he knew his friend was trying to bring back the bond they once had.
"Let's go to the Cafeteria then" Miller replied with a broad smile on his face.
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