The Chairwolf
“Profile: The victim appears to be in her late twenties, Caucasian,
blonde hair, in prime physical shape. The victim’s eyes have been gorged out
and bite marks of an animal origin are visible near her genitalia. Cause of
death: Internal organ damage and bleeding. The scene suggests that the victim
struggled with the assailant. The furniture around the house is broken save for
one wooden chair found outside the house."
The night was brightly lit with a full moon, and yet had a
certain chill to it. It was something straight out of a Stephen King novel.
Sargent McDonnel had just started with the graveyard shift when he got a call
of a struggle from some worried neighbors.
What awaited him in the house was a scene fit for
nightmares. A young, beautiful lay dead on the floor, with her organs spewing
out of her body. The broken furniture and splashes of blood bore witness to the
grotesque scene of the place and told them of the event that had happened
there that night. There were no signs of a break-in, no stolen items reported,
and no clear motive. What scared the officers most, was the assailant might not
have been human at all. The claw marks and the distinct stench suggested that
this might have been the act of a beast. What beast would be capable of such
horror? The woods that surrounded the town were haunted by nothing more than
deer and elks, the only beasts in the woods being wolves.
It was a perfect locked-room mystery. Nobody in or out, yet
an unspeakable act is committed. No DNA or evidence to be found on the scene.
The forensics division bagged everything in the house, including the dirtied
chair that lay outside the house.
From the looks of it, this was a case that hit the wall very
soon. There was no evidence to be found, no leads worth pursuing. There was
nothing that could be done to bring solace to the young victim.
Weeks had passed, the people had all but forgotten about the
horrible night. Down at the State evidence holding facility, there were reports
of howling noises. The emergency response units rushed down to the facility,
only to be greeted by a bloodbath. A scene so horrific, it would drive people
to insanity. The workers of the facility lay dead on the ground. Their guts
ripped out like the other victim. It was as if a demon had gone on a rampage
and killed every living thing in its way. The police heard banging noises from
the back door and rushed in to apprehend what was happening. They were greeted
by the sight of a tall, hairy monster with a snout like that of a wolf and
teeth ready to pierce the flesh of its victims. It would be common sense to call
it a werewolf, but it clearly wasn’t human. It was on four legs, and its neck
was longer than any wolf’s could ever be. The officers chasing the noise
dropped dead in their tracks. The creature turned around, and jumped on to one
of the officers. The others tried to stop the beast with bullets, but the beast
emerged victorious. The beast managed to escape through the window, and
disappear into the darkness of the night.
The following morning, patrol officers found a bloody
chair near the woods with bullets in it. They took it down to the forensics
lab and it was confirmed, it was the same chair from the first victim’s house,
that had disappeared from the evidence facility and had now surfaced near the
woods.
They tagged the evidence and stored it away. Little did
they know that there was more to this chair. Something more ominous. When the
darkness of the night was swallowed by the light of the full moon, a beast
emerged, a beast with an unquenchable thirst for blood. A beast that would go
down in history as one of the worst horrors to ever strike humanity.
The beast was a wolf-like monster. It was the Chairwolf.
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