Jack Russell is turning eighteen but his nights are tormented with horrifying dreams that feel all too real. He dreams of a beast, one that can kill with ease, beneath the light of the full moon, a beast that has the strength he wishes he had. Once vague, the dreams have grown more vivid in the days leading to his eighteenth birthday, and what's worse, Jack awakens to find an injury on his arm, exactly where the beast in his dream was shot by a police officer.