Bump In The Night

Bump In The Night

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Let me tell you a story about the day the world died. The day all the things that go bump in the night, tragically let themselves be known to the world. Wow. Sounds dramatic, right? The day the monsters, as we know them as, invaded, wasn't as unusual as you would think. It was my first day of college, actually. I had been jumpy all day, but I figured it was just jitters. I would start living on my own, after all. But this... this was different. This man... was attacking another man. One guy had a gun-a sawed off shotgun. I can vaguely remember screaming, then falling into a stunned silence as the man before him morphed into something not human. A large, animalistic creature with sharp teeth that walked on all fours and had shaggy fur covering its body, he lunged, and tore the weapon from the shocked person's hands. I remember running. I remember being knocked brutally to the ground. I remember seeing a bloody little girl, her eyes completely black, as she leaned down, so tantalizingly close to my unprotected throat. Sharp incisors extended, she leaned in, nuzzling me. I remember taking out the mace my mother gave me, though I had a feeling it would do no good. I can't remember how I survived that day. *** This is a werewolf love story, I'll just go ahead and throw that out there. I know not everyone likes the cliché vampire/werewolf thing, but this story is definitely not going to be a cliché right off the bat. So enjoy, my loves.
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My dream continued the one I'd been having for the past couple of nights. I ran, gasping for breath, through the familiar woods from a dark figure behind me. The faster I tried to run, the slower I seemed to go, until it was like I was running in place. I knew I needed to run. I was terrified of what the figure would do when he caught me. "Mara Leigh," a deep, smooth voice called. It was almost hypnotic. That was new. The figure had never spoke before now. I ran as fast as I could go, eyes searching the forest floor for a big stick or something that I could use to defend myself. "Mara Leigh!" the voice came again, this time more insistent. The forest slowly started to fade and I started to awake to someone shaking my shoulders. "Beau?" I mumbled, turning my head to the side. What's Beau doing in my room this time of night? Why is he shaking me? "Do not call me that name." My eyes flew open as I jumped at the voice from my dream. A face was right in front of mine, and just like the voice, it wasn't Beau. Before I could form a scream, a hand covered my mouth. I tried to bite it but I couldn't get my mouth to open. He's too strong. I started to use my whole body to try to get away, but he crawled on top of me, holding me down. I pulled the hidden knife out from under my pillow and slashed as hard as I could at him, but he just grabbed my wrist and squeezed it until the pain made me drop the knife. Then he grabbed both my hands in one of his and held them over my head. He held me down while I struggled. I grunted and moved and tried to kick and scream, but I only wore myself out. Exhausted, I stopped thrashing and let the tears flow freely down my cheeks. I didn't know what to do, so I just tried to prepare myself for whatever was coming.

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