Aching are his bones, the man hurries home feeling as if something is wrong. With much frustration, he curses at the moon while scratching furiously at his skin. The sensation is too much to handle, especially for him. A bit exhausted and dazed, he swerves his car around the corner into his snow drizzled driveway and scrambles toward the porch. Quickly stepping in and locking the door behind him, he heads upstairs for a dose of tranquility and slumber.


The man is suddenly distracted when he notices a strange white envelope with a chimera stamp sitting on his keyboard. With no return address, he scrambles to open its contents in wonder of what might be inside. Involuntarily he begins scratching his neck as the sensation once again returns to bother him. Looking for the date on the wall, that feeling of dread sets in.


Bewildered by the fact that it's not supposed to be a full moon out, he quits questioning what's going on and accepts his forthcoming transformation. While the mind can still render human thoughts and understanding, he skims through the mysterious letter which was addressed to him.


The sweet scent of blood in the air, he follows his nose for a midnight snack, only this time it's not Fruit Loops. Nor does it have anything to do with those Keebler elves. The delicious smell leads him into a dark cave filled with entities, be them friendly or foe. No longer able to contain the beast within, he makes a mad dash through the cavern entrance knowing damn well that it must be an ambush! He's ready to attack when...


All his friends have gathered, and family too! Who would've knew? All the salad and steak and, oh my gosh, look at that cake...


While he can't undo his transformation, all sensibilities and rational thoughts return. As the funky music kicks on, our furry friend begins to entertain the crowd with his signature Lycan Boogie!