The darkest night

That night there was full moon. Sean knew it, and he was very frightened. He locked the door so his wife and daughter couldn't get in. He shut the drapes so the really bright light couldn’t go into the room. He was alone, sitting in the dark in front of a shattered mirror. He started to cry, and all of a sudden, the pain began.

At first, his jaw was dislocated, and his teeth became bigger and sharper. His mouth changed into a snout; his eyes became bigger and more frightening than ever. His chest grew, ripping his shirt off, and his legs became stronger. By the time his transformation was complete, he had already lost his mind. And unfortunately, someone arrived home.

Cuidadín!

“Hi, Darling”, a woman's voice said. “Where are you?’

“Come out here, Daddy!” a kid said.

Suddenly, he howled. A long, deep, cold sound.

“Darling? What's going on?” she asked, moving closer to the only shut door in the house.

“Come on, Daddy, you go out. Don't fool us”. She was too young, too naive to figure out what was happening. However, her mother had a feeling of what was going on, but it was too ridiculous to be true.

But it was.

Then, they heard another howl, and the werewolf started to hit the door. His daughter started to cry, too scared to move, and so was he mother.

And eventually, the door couldn’t stand any more blows. And it opened.

Both mother and daughter fell silent, too scared even to scream.

“Daddy?”, the little girl cried. “Daddy?”

Her daddy didn’t answer. He faced her, his snout against her little nose. He sniffed her as she brought her little hand closer to that horrible face, her mother too frightened to stop her.

And he bit her, ripped her little arm out. She screamed so loud it annoyed him, so he finished her quickly, biting her neck and killing her instantly. Her little dead body was bleeding on the floor.

Her mother reacted and grabbed her from the ground, and her tears mixed with the warm blood of her daughter. She was too devastated to face him, but he didn’t care. He was so hungry he jumped on her, scratching her chest with his claws, biting her face, her arms, until he ripped her heart off, silencing her shriek forever.

But this wasn’t enough for him. He howled so loud all the neighbourhood heard it. Better for him. Now they were all awake, and he was coming for them.

The brightest night had just become the darkest one.

Isabel Fuente

10/11/2017