It is 6 pm…
Full moon tonight.
I can feel it already. Tugging at me. Calling to me. All these years and with everything I have learned it still feels the same. I’m edgy. Snapping at people who don’t really deserve it.
It has been nearly 10 years since my life changed. A hunting trip up north into Canada. My buddies were the kinds of guys who really loved to get away from everything so we were really north. Hunting with bows. Makes the odds a little more even. Ok so most of us carried a big pistol in case we ran into something seriously dangerous but we hunted the way man has hunted for thousands of years.
This time something was hunting us. Took its time about it too. For two full days we knew something was out there. It did not strike until the third. All I really remember are the screams, gun shots and a mouth full of teeth clamping down on my ankle. Then a huge crack as a support beam for the porch was broken. Most of the roof came down on me.