Cryptid Sanctuary

You struggle against the electrified net pinning you to the ground, but it’s no use. The constant pain of the electricity is sapping your strength and you feel like you’re about to pass out. A handsome man with dark hair and light eyes approaches you cautiously. Easy, I’m here to help, he says, I’m part of the Cryptic Sanctuary Network. I can take you somewhere safe. His right hand turns into a werewolves’s claw and he uses it to slash through the net holding you.