The time has come for there to be a culling of men. Then listen to the high song of the Beast in your blood, and let the light of the moon set your soul afire. Run with us, hunt with us, and join our pack. If you can. So you can run.
Any fool can.
To run with us, you will need to learn much more. In the days to come, go off into the wilds, alone. Watch and listen. As you see the grass and trees and listen to the wind, find the coal of rage that burns deep inside you. It matters not how you came by it - harsh parents, cruel circumstance, or even mere chance.