Werewolf

[Note: This is an old story from nine years ago! It doesn't represent my current level of writing! If you want a better modern mystery, check out The Red Raincoat. I'm fairly happy with that one.]

This is an old story from many years ago. I originally wrote it just for myself, then locked it soon after finishing. I've now made a few changes and am posting it again.

Looking back now, I think the horror atmosphere works pretty well, and the story isn't without its merits.

A tribute to a friendship from the past.

The deduction is weak; the focus is on suspense.

------Original blurb------

A WeChat group formed around the game Werewolf.

One by one, the group members vanish under bizarre circumstances, their fates unknown.

The survivors begin a real-life game of Werewolf, battling wits and trying to break one another's resolve...

Can they stop the "werewolves" from closing in?

Theme: Long live friendship?