Fear Of The Dark

I always was afraid of the dark. Just can’t stay alone at my place. Not surprising considering my “place” is a pretty huge mansion in the middle of nowehere. The only way to go is a creepy road through a supposedly “haunted” forest. The word “supposedly” chills me to the bone even till this day …

It was the night my best friend had a party at his house. I was apprehensive about going there as the party was at night and was to go on till after midnight, when a special cake would be cut. And considering I had no form of transportation back home, and had to walk the way back.

As soon as the party was over, I wished I had asked my friend if I could stay overnight at his house. The moment I stepped out onto the porch with a few other friends, I could sense something was wrong.

The cold night air bit into my face. There was a strange smell in the air. I could just catch it, but couldn’t place it. Strange, isn’t it ? Things like that don’t seem important at that moment, but you realize later that they can be life-threatening. Seriously…

My friends stay scattered all over town. A few left in the opposite direction. A few hurried Bye’s and Good Night’s later, Bryan and me were walking down a pretty dimly lit street. Have you ever got that feeling that someone’s watching you ? Well, both of us had that feeling and exchanged dark looks. A quick look-around revealed nothing, but the feeling stayed with us nevertheless. Soon, I started getting goosebumps. Something was wrong. Definitely wrong …

A rustling sound.

By now, Bryan and I were shit-scared.

More rustling.

I grabbed Bryan’s arm and pointed at some bushes nearby. Suddenly, a dog ran out! Nervous laughter replaced our petrified looks. Nervous, yet not truly convinced.

That dog had looked terrified by something. What scares dogs ? Surely not anything ordinary. Severe apprehension took the place of nervousness now.

The only thing I wanted to do was run home with my eyes shut. My heart was beating as if it wanted to get out of my emaciated chest. Bryan’s house is at the beginning of the forest path. We were nearing the start of the forest path.

And then it happened…

Something huge and brown jumped out from an outgrowth in the rock. It grabbed Bryan by the scruff of his neck and ran to the forest on the other side of the road. Terrified as I was, I ran after the hairy creature. The forest is super-scary at night, as I discovered. I ran deeper and deeper into the forest. And then I saw pieces of flesh.

Fresh flesh. Flesh ripped out from a human body. Bryan’s flesh…

I was in a cul-de-sac now. And realized it too late. I turned around and saw a glint in the eyes of the beast. And then I looked skywards. It was a full moon…

As the were-wolf ran towards me with a hungry look in its eyes, and saliva dripping from its fangs, I stood there hopelessly.

And as the were-wolf sank its fangs into my neck, it struck me. The scent I’d smelled before…

It was the scent of BLOOD …