Destruction

Destruction

Postby Eriks » Sat Feb 07, 2004 6:25 am

Destruction. Death.

Those that might have witnessed it had done nothing; mostly because they were too terrified to do more than lock their doors, shutter their windows. The few that had seen the beast shakily told of a creature the size of a horse; cruel jaws slavering, claws ripping apart even the most stout and sturdy door.

The gutted complex had held no suvivors. Those that would investigate would find nothing left; save for blood painting the walls, torn bodies throwin into the rafters; pieces eaten, played with without respect for the dead.

Oddly enough, they say, there appeared to be one suvivor; a man had left with the rising sun, staggering; bloodied and disoriented, he had staggered away, towards the lake.

Of course, those with half an eye noticed he had a tail.

And that the full moon had been that night.
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