UNDER A BLOOD MOON'S STARE

The crimson moon hung heavy in the sky, its malevolent light bathing the world in an eerie glow. Creatures of the night stirred, drawn from their lairs by the hypnotic call of its ruby orb. Whispers echoed through the forgotten woods as something sinister began to awaken from the darkness. Dread gripped the hearts of those who dared to look upon it