Angle of death.

Moon God leaned against the wall of the cave while breathing heavily. His mind was becoming dizzy and he could feel a fire burning inside him.

The evil energy was taking control on him no matter how much he was trying to fight.

He opened his robe and removed it before throwing it in a corner. He put his hand over his naked chest where he could feel his heart pounding against his chest.

He slowly curled his fingers and ran his nails on his chest scratching it. His breathing was becoming ragged and he could feel a smoke covering his mind.

He wanted to hurt himself, he wanted to feel pain like he never did before.

...............

San rolled on the bed and fell down with a thud on the floor.

"Ouch." She cried as she massaged her back.

Few seconds later she looked around and got up while feeling something strange. She poked her head out of the door and saw a shadow moving away from the door of his grandfather room. She quickly followed it who was now going out of the pack house.