Night Claws

Night Claws

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They were to be said of only hearing their claws dig into the earth, if you were even lucky enough to hear them coming. They were even said that their breath in the winter wasn't there. As if they were ghosts. Ghosts that are the Night Claws, the hunters of the night and of all general destruction. I would have never believe such thing until my life was involved with the Night Claws, or at least just one. *****Note***** Yes, this story is built off of my short story, Night Claws, in my short stories book.
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Screams and shouts, growls and gunshots ran through the air around us. Everyone running around like headless chickens. Not knowing where to go and where to hide. Families, friends and lovers trying to stay with each other and trying not to get killed or crushed. A sickening laugh makes everyone pause in fear. Its quiet. Too quiet. No footsteps, no cries for help, no shots, no birds flying away or chirping, not one sound. You could hear a pin drop. The people now know all is lost.

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