Chapter 6

It was a dark night and a full moon up above in the night sky. I was walking in the park for a nightly stroll before bed to calm myself and empty my mind. It was a very popular park but it was very large. I set up my music and put on my headphones with soft rock music playing to drown out the sounds of road nearby. I began walking down the brick path that loops around the park. I found the night calming and pleasant as I continued along the path. I was soon yanked into the bushes by a ferocious beast. It was covered in hair and claws sharp as a knife. I screamed in fear but no one was near to hear me or help. It tossed me around like a doll and threw me into a nearby puddle and bite me on the neck and began clawing me to pieces. I pulled out my pocket knife and stabbed it in the chest. It howled into the night and looked down into me I could see the beast for myself. It had dark grey fur covering its body and the body shape of a human but with animal-shaped legs and a wolf's head. I yanked out the knife from its chest and stabbed it in the side of the head and feeling nothing but pure adrenaline rush as I yanked back out the knife. I got up and ran away as it collapsed to the ground. I ran and ran till I collapsed outside my car I then opened the door and drove like a bat out of hell all the way home. Once I made it home I took off my clothes and looked in the mirror seeing all my scratches heal by themselves at inhuman speeds. All I can think is this must be a nightmare. It had to be. There is no other conclusion I can come up with. I remembered back at the bar when I went there was a man who seemed outta place and when I spoke to him he would get mad. Maybe he roofied me and I'm just now experiencing it. However it's been awhile since I had been at the bar and I know I ain't drunk because I only had one drink and I stayed long enough after to sober up. I was scared this was a hallucination and I might not be home at all. Maybe I'm still back at the bar and this is all in my head. I began to panic. I can't call nine one one because there is no way the cops would believe my story and if this is a hallucination they won't be able to help if this is all in my head. I went to bed hoping this all a dream. I woke up the next day feeling really good and I felt normal so it must have been a dream. I go to play some games when I opened the search engine all I see is articals of a man found dead in park stabbed in chest and head. It was then I realized this was all real and that man wasn't just a man he was a werewolf and now I am one to.