He hears the howl of the wolf,
but something is off.
The howl has more volume,
deeper too.
He feels the goosebumps
rising on his arm.
A chilling fear overcomes him,
a primal fear engulfs him.
He knows what is coming, and
it’s coming for him.
He has no silver bullets and
no other protections.
All he can do is try to run out of
the forest and pray the werewolf
doesn’t catch up with him.
But before he can reach his car
a scream escapes his lungs.
He’s overpowered by the beast,
and sees the events of his life
pass by in his mind as he’s ripped
to pieces and his life is done.
Bob Boyd