Without thinking why you do so, you turn into the direction of a sign saying something like 'wolf path' and start walking.
The forrest seems to thicken around you with every step you get away from the path's nexus and even the road you're walking on seems to get rougher and harder to walk on.
A mysterious cold chill creeps up your spine as the path leads you onto a small clearing. The full moon overhead is bathing the whole scene in a dim twilight and the thick underbush is slowly weaving in the nightly breeze.
Suddenly a long and mounful howl is to be heard and you gasp in shock as more and more animal voices join the gruesome song. Soon the howling is all you hear and you start to shiver in fear of what to come next.