A Prophet's Tale: A Collection Of Short Stories From A Twisted Mind

Killer Animals From Greater Western Sydney

"...And then bam her head flew to the other side of the room. IT WAS EPIC. I hope they make a sequel. I would love to see Simon Pegg take on the role of the killer pimp's boss. Imagine that rose from the end credit scene on Pegg's left pocket of his pimp costume. How epic would that be? I would just adore it. What if Guillermo Del Toro directed it. I loved Hellboy and Pacific Rim. I reckon he would do great on it wouldn't you?" burst Scotty, who was talking like he normally did, faster than a cheetah on steroids. We had just left the cinema. It was packed. I can't remember what the film was anymore. The night was nice. We had to wear jumpers due to the small chilly gusts of winds that would occasionally pass, but other than that the stars were out and the moon was full. Our parents let us go together alone for the first time. I mean, we went to the movies alone before, but never at night. We just had to see the advance screening.

"It's already 11pm. Mum will be worried, if we don't get home soon," I stated. Last time I was late, I was banned from playing the Xbox for a week.

Suddenly I heard a noise, like a powerful boom, similar to that of a gunshot, but not as violent.

"You look a bit nervous there Mint. Afraid he'll get ya. Hit with a gold ring in the back of the head."

"Shut up. Those costume wearing freaks that mug and kill people are back on the streets. You showed me their tweet."

"Yeah, but cops are basically stationed at every corner this week. Any murderous furry is long gone by now."

We started to slowly walk out of the shopping complex, in which in the cinema was held. As we walked out of the damaged, slow-moving electronic doors, we heard a distant, yet eerily loud howl come from some part of the complex.

"Yeah, but would you mind picking up the pace a bit Scotty," I quickly stated.

"I got no signal Mint." Scotty was holding his phone to the stars, waving his hand in the air like a madman. It was almost like he was trying to take a photo the TARDIS as it flew past the Earth sky.

"HOW ARE WE FLIPPEN LOST. I LIVE FIVE MINUTES OUT FROM THE CINEMA." I was infuriated. We had missed the bus by a few seconds. We shouted as it drove right past our eyes. We continued to walk for about 20 minutes until we reached a path leading into a forest. Scotty's GPS app said that it was a shortcut, but then again, the same app also once said that Argentina was a 15-minute drive from Narnia.

"I'm already way past curfew and we have our Math final tomorrow," I shouted at him.

"Hmm." He stopped and let me catch up.

"How are you not phased in the slighted. You're the goddamn DUX after all."

"45 multiplied by 65 divided by the square root of 120 is 267.01 to one decimal place."

"Screw You"

As we walked in silence attempting to find our location and therefore our way home. I fixed my eyes on our surroundings. I watched the trees sway due to the increasing winds. I watched the light posts flicker as we walked along the thin concrete path on the forest floor. I also watched Scotty shove a handful of maltesers in his mouth, while his phone shone upon his face. Suddenly, the bushes next to me burst open and a tall figure in a mask jumped out in front of us. Frightened Scotty and I leapt back. I lost my balance and I fell to the floor.

"Did I hear somebody say they were alone." The tall figure appeared to be a man. Hard to tell his age, as his face was covered by a hideous mask that was meant to resemble a goat, but in actuality, it held a closer resemblance to a baby sheep. He was about 172cm, if I had to guess, and around 92kg. I scanned his body and saw the muscles bulging from his arms. There was no way Scotty and I could fight him off. Slowly the man brought forward a shiny object. The glare from the reflection on the object from the lamp post behind us prevented me from seeing what the item was straight away, but after a few seconds, the shape of a kitchen knife revealed itself to me. The terror I experienced in that moment, was greater than anything I had ever felt before. My brain broke and grumbled, my stomach sank quicker than the Titanic, my arms fell off (this feeling however made me feel the smallest glimpse of hope that maybe if I survived, I would not have to sit my exam), and then my body felt the strongest magnetic pull ever known to man, which had glued me to the forest floor.