Angelic music played in the speakers around the pack. Torches were lit along the streets, and the moon shone brightly in the center of the sky. 

A shadow was cast over the edge as the blood moon began to form and once it was fully merged it would be time, and later on when the blood moon begun to pull from its form the horn would blow-- indicating that the Hunt had begun. 

"Are you nervous?" My little sister, Mathilda, asked me. 

"Hazel isn't nervous, sweetheart, this ...