Last Night A Werewolf Chased Me
I barely escaped with my life
Photo credit: Darrin Atkins
I just wanted to get home after a long day at work. That’s all I wanted.
But I knew there was trouble when it was deadly quiet.
Out of nowhere an ugly brown werewolf raced towards me, and I think it wanted to kill and eat me, not necessarily in that order.
I raced away over to a playground. I needed a weapon so I broke off a chain from the swing.
The werewolf jumped in the air and I swung the chain hard as can be. It had little effect.
The werewolf snapped it’s big jaw and bit into my right leg. I tossed sand into it’s eyes and then I slammed the chain into it’s face.
I had a second to spare so I raced off to the yacht harbor and jumped into the water.
“Help!" I screamed to the harbormaster at the small gas station for boats.
The werewolf jumped into the water after me and bit my arm.
I swam to the gas pump and broke it open, and I poured gas onto the werewolf.
“Need a light?" I asked as I made sparks with the broken metal.
Soon the werewolf was on fire and I let the harbormaster finish him off.
This wasn’t my first time fighting a werewolf and it wasn’t going to be the last. For some reason they think they will kill me one day. They can keep trying, I guess, and they will keep failing.