Using
a fun, explosive style, full of new slang and fresh dialogue, WHEREWOLVES is
the story of a group of high school seniors, all “military brats”, who are
headed for an army-type survival weekend.
The
underdogs, Jeffrey and Doris, do not want to go as they fear for their safety
among the disdain and cruelty of the popular students. Sergeant Tim O’Sullivan,
their teacher, as well as their dysfunctional parents pressure them into going,
but it is an unforgivable act by their peers that propels the pair to go.
Likewise, Eli, a student resented because of his Arab roots, is even more
determined to prove himself this weekend. Yet he and his girlfriend are beaten
and locked in a trunk before they can make it to the school bus. In the
background, a news report cautions of a wanted couple with alleged super-human
strength supposedly brought on by a new drug on the streets.
In
the woods, the students hike, hunt, camp, and soon act in unity as the forest
brings them closer together. But does it? O’Sullivan leaves them alone for the
night. The students bond, chant, tell campfire tales, and quickly lose their
fears and inhibitions. WHOO-AH! Though sexual tensions are high, it soon turns
to violence and everything quickly turns sour.
The
kids start disappearing one after the other amid the sounds of horrifying
growls. Most begin to unwittingly “act like the natives” carving spears, ready
to face whatever is out there. What has gotten into them?
Despite
the immensity of the forest, the characters soon feel claustrophobic,
terrified, and powerless as they are no match for the harrowing dark figures on
the prowl. Amid the blood-curdling growls and the gruesome deaths, the story’s
underlying layers are revealed. We see how misconceptions, prejudice, greed,
fear, and hatred bring out the worst and best in us.
What is out there? Can it really be werewolves?
As
mentioned in the video, this novel is based on a screenplay. The novel is
coming out soon but you can get a head start, and read part of chapter one
below…
Dilly
runs. The deafening beat of her panting isn’t enough to drown out the monstrous
growls and trampling that rumble behind her. Though she can’t see well enough
to dodge the naked branches slicing into her, the full moon’s rays help her
find the path. This way, she tells herself and takes a left. Now right! Her body veers. She
slams her beaten shoulder against the thick trunk of a sugar maple. Ah, fuck! The pain electrifies
her cells. Like sticking a finger in a thousand volt socket. She falls to one
knee. Don’t you fucking stop now, bitch! Move! Move! Move! She forces herself up
and impels her feet to barrel forward.
There
it is! The
fallen stump that looks more like a giant claw! She makes a mad dash
for it, hurtles over the trunk, lands on all fours, and snaps her head back.
“Yes!” She gasps, eyes on the nest-like bundle cradled between the two lower
branches of the tall yellow birch before her.
She
can hear whatever is out there tearing through the brush.
She
leans against the tree’s peeling, gray bark, and kicks at the dead leaves on
the ground. Come on! she screams in her head. And at last feels the line dig
into her ankle. She yanks it back hard. Click.
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