Kristen shuddered and goose bumps ran over her arms as a gust of cold wind blew through the open window. She quickly shut it and turned to the two-year-old baby she was babysitting that night, and said, “Maggie it’s okay. It’s just a little storm.” Picking her up in her arms to comfort her, Kristen felt she needed comforting too as she heard a howl coming from outside. “Is that a wolf?” Kristen wondered. Instantly clutching Maggie, the fear began to banish and Kristen reminded herself that she was an adult now and was being childish. She quickly put the baby in her crib and walked hesitantly down the stairs.
Exhausted, she turned on the TV and began to relax on the couch. It was her favorite movie “Halloween” that came on which was beginning a bloody stabbing scene. Michael Myers was interrupted as the local news station came on with the following breaking news story:
Phone calls have been pouring into the police tonight with sightings of a giant wolf. Two families have reported that their family dogs are missing from their backyards with remnants of blood spatter.
Kristen quickly sat up and gulped as she heard this. Without warning the room went dark as the electricity died. The only thing Kristen could see was the giant pumpkin sitting on the counter with a dim candle glowing from the cut out of sharp teeth and triangle eyes.
A flash of lightening produced a growl and for a brief moment Kristen thought she saw the face of a wolf outside the window. It has dark dray hair, sharp pearl white teeth which were dripping with blood, and the head the size of a watermelon. Kristen screamed and ran into the bathroom.
Clutching her phone she began to call her family, but couldn’t get a dial tone. “One bar!” she shrieked. Just then she heard the door fling open along with the wind screaming and leaves flying.
Mr. Dornstein appeared in the door followed by Mrs. Dornstein who was unraveling hair messy hair from the now soaked scarf. “Kristen, what are you doing in the bathroom?”
She tried to explain what had happened as maturely as possible, but it was clear that the Dornstein’s weren’t amused. They paid her and thanked her for her services with annoyance. As Kristen began walking toward the door she began to visibly shake. Admirably, Mr. Dornstein offered to walk her to her car.
Kristen quickly got in and shut the door, pressing auto lock with trembling fingers. As she started the car and began to back out she noticed that the passenger’s side of the car was slightly lower. Driving down the street, Kristen could hear a scraping sound coming from the front of her car and guessed correctly that she had a flat tire. But there was no way she was going to pull over and check it out. She drove the short two mile trip home and parked the car in the garage where she felt safe. Exhaling a sigh of relief, she got out of the car and walked over to see the damage.
As she guessed, the tire was out. But what perplexed her even further was that the tire looked like it had been slashed; chewed right through.
Her heart pounded fast, and she decided to hurry up and get into the house. But as she approached the side door-a hungry wolf stood between her and the front door. The dog sized up it’s prey, showed his teeth, and began to…..