Day 7

Day 4

October 14, 2022
2:02 Pm
Day 4

Dear Dairy,
Most of this morning was occupied by me doing some researches. I have browsed the internet describing the creature that I saw, and my body's awfull strange mutation. The results I found were linked with “Lycanthropy” in others words ‘werewolf.’ As it quoted : wolf-person") is a human with the ability to shapeshift into a wolf ( a therianthropichybrid wolflike creature), either purposely or after being placed under a curse or affliction (often a bite or scratch from another werewolf).

Pappa Joe was right, I almost didn’t believe. I only saw shit like these in movies. I didn’t expect to be bitten by an actual werewolf and will be transforming into one. But after the incident last night I’m left with no choice but to believe. I checked in the mirror this morning, my stab wounds and shot wounds had been completely healed. Also my mutation was gone and I looked human again.

The 6 am news was airing the incident of last night that took place in the alley. Reporters were reporting that close by civilians heard explosions coming from the ally and they contacted the Taylor Town Police Department immediately. Upon the arrival of the TTDP, they found a dead body laying face down with a bite wound to the neck. Victim was armed with a weapon which he seemed to have fired when he was attacked by an assuming “dog.” Body was later brought to the local hospital for autopsy. It was the midday news that changed their theory. The same woman whom I saved last night was aired on TV, reporting that she was on the scene and that the man was not bitten by a dog but by another human being who resembled a dog. She stated that she was taken a short cut through the alley but was attacked by man who must have been watching her. She said that she screamed help and a young boy around 19 or 20 years appeared. (I am 20 by the way). She stated that the boy had been shot after several times but none seem to hit. She further stated that the boy had leaped around 7 feet in the air and attacked the mugger. (The reporter started to smile at the ridiculousness of her story at the moment) But afterwards the young boy had been overthrown and stabbed and shot several times. She further reported that the attacker thought the young boy was dead and was about to kill her but was attacked by the boy from behind who's face was now covered with fur and had long teeth with glowing yellow eyes. The reporter mirrored her statement as if to ensure she heard correctly. The lady stated that the boy bit the mugger in the neck and must have been sucking the blood from his body until he was dead. She stated that she ran at this point and wasn’t sure what took place after. And that was the lady’s story.

Not only that afterwards Officer Graham, the asshole who I reported to that I was attacked by a beast, (OK let me say Werewolf) werewolf who had dismissed me from his station was also on air. He stated that a day ago a young boy around ages 19 – 20 had reported that he was bitten by a dog like creature too. He said that he thinks both these incidents are linked and it will be lead to deep investigation. It was now that the idiot decided to believe. Not only that, I’m now in the spot light, I’m sure he may visit my home soon for questioning. And if I’m ever to be seen as a suspect of the alley's murder, things could really go downhill for me.

7:00 Pm

The rest of my evening was followed by even more research for I had to get to the bottom of what was happening to me. I needed to know what I was capable of so I wouldn’t have to hurt anyone else. A I browsed through a special site I saw further notes stating (In a lot of cases the person be afflicted by the curse becomes more animalistic each consecutive night and when the full moon is at it's absolute fullest that's the night they transform, other times they transform each night there is a full moon.)

This all explains it and the information is correct. For the last 3 days I have gathered some animal like characteristics, advanced hearing, smelling, sight. The crave for meat, even furs. And after the incident last night, indeed I was looking directly on an animal and not Bruce Bane. Guess Joe might not be shit crazy as we thought.

There was another danger ahead. Well not for me but for those around me, my friends, family my little brother. The moon will be at it’s fullest 3 days from now and as it states I will be fully transformed into who knows what. By then who knows how many I could hurt, I’ve already killed one last night. So I did some further checks on how to stop me. So I saw of list of things that could probly stop or kill me such as ( Silver, a silver bullet or blade could be used to injure or kill me, Mercury, Removal of the heart, Other Werewolves, When In human form and last Wolfbane, a special herb used to repel werewolves.) Well hence the reason why the stab wounds and bullets didn’t kill me last night. But who could I trust with this information, who could I give this information to before I turn into a monster and go on a killing spree.  My two best friends are at a boot camp and they wouldn’t be coming until the next month, so they are out of the picture. Well that’s good I’d rather they stay there until I figured this thing out for their own safety. My parents? I'd rather not. I'm in human form now at my weakest I’m vulnerable. But what use is that? Go to the police and tell them to kill me for in 3 days time I will be transforming into wolf man and will be killing everyone I come across? Or should I do it myself, commit suicide? No way that’s not gonna work. Maybe Pappa Joe, he may know what to do.

7:30 Pm
This feeling it’s returning, that weird feeling from inside. I'm sitting at my window steering at the rising red moon. I know I shouldn’t but I can’t stop myself  from looking anyway. Just like smoking, you know its harmful but the sense of thrill and relaxation hangs you to it. That’s how I feel when I look at the moon. I can't help but to mesmerize on the taste of his blood, that criminal from last night, somehow there is something about its taste that makes me want more. I’m sniffing for some reason listening to the creatures of the night. The heart beat of the 3 playing children in my neighbor's back yard. Oh, the little girl fell and bruised her knee. I swear I can smell her blood from this far, the thrill. Oh her other friends are surrounding her, making a huddle which would make them so easy to catch. My mother is preparing Barbie fry chicken down stairs, but I don’t want that. I want blood. I'm now looking at my fingers and my thick Sharpe claws are growing. I’m steering at the children and licking my lips, I better go feed before their parents come to get them.