Cristian Rodriguez October 29,2012 ` Period 3 AP Literature Night of the Vengeful Huff, huff, huff, were the panting

of the young Malcolm, of whom was being persecuted a strange unknown creature through a thick sheet of fog in a forest. Despite the fact that he was frightened, he was unable to see his foe. With difficulty, he kept running until suddenly he tripped over a tree stump. Instantly, a heavy rain storm breaks out, thunder and lightening make themselves present as well. Malcolm, unable to fastened himself, the creature crept upon him and grabbed him from his throat. As the creature grabbed him, Malcolm sought the creatures horrifying, damp fury face that was covered with a huge fury thick claws. At sight of this disgusting being, he, with all his might punched the werewolf in the gut without mercy and broke free from his claws. Once again he began to run as quickly as possible until he found himself at the edge of a cliff. The world or nature itself began to shift against Malcolms will. It began to rain even harder than before, the heavens began to fill itself with enormous bolts of lightening. Desperate, Malcolm tried to gain courage and jump off the cliff. However, the laugh of the creature stopped him. The creature further began to express, You fool, who do you think you are, do you simply intend to jump off and escape from my hands? Never! Never will such pest escape from the hands of death! Hahaha! the creature, with

no time to waste, launched with mighty force his claw and wounded Malcolm in his face. No please stop, dont kill me, I have a wife and two kids. Consider your actions, exclaimed Malcolm. Never! hollered the werewolf. Nnnnooo!! s