\chapauth{Oatgan} \chapter{The Screaming Night} The woman's shouting screams shattered the dark silence like a broken bone after a high fall. ``Help meeee!'', she screamed. There was no answering from the good citizens. At the moment at least. Luke Bavarious, was not exactly a good citizen. He was less than good, and rushed towards the attack at fast speeds. Earlier in the day, Luke was at a tavern. Drinking margaritas and eating submarine sandwiches at the pool as he always does. Luke's informant Manitoba approaches. ``Care for a light, B?'' Manitoba holds out a lighter, literally vomiting fire. ``No way, Manitoba. I don't smoke after the accident. You know that. Remember?'' Luke responded. ``Oh yeah'' said Manitoba. ``Look, I came here to tell ya bout all these attacking that happened recently. Word is some kind of half-man half-monster half-dog is wandering around in the night and killing people in the dark alleys.'' Luke finishes his drink and puts the sandwich in his pocket. He got up and got another drink. This time it is a scotch on the rocks. Cheap just the way he likes it. As Luke is quickly racing towards the female screams he hears a distant rumbling coming from the same direction as the female screams are coming from. He thought time was running short. Wind swept through his windswept hair as the cries drifted closer and closer. He then heard a sound that sounded like a sharp object tearing into flesh. The girl screamed no more. She was killed before she was saved. Luke continued to give chase. He ran until he was tired from running to much. He ran more and followed the rumbling through the alleys as the monster left strewn garbage and blood streaks in the ground. He passes a homeless boy looking through a trash dumpster. He stops and asks him if he has seen anything suspicious. The boy replies negatively. He has seen nothing. His mind might change if he gave him the sandwich sticking out of his dark flowing powerful trench coat though. Luke says no. He continues chasing. Luke came to a dead end. {\em Dammit!} What is that? A sewer? Luke heads down into the city sewer system. The stench is bad. Like rotting meat from last Thursday. He marches onward. Along the way he finds spare body limbs. Owner, unknown. He also sees the homeless boy again. This time the kid gives Luke a warning. ``You will not catch him. And you will not defeat him. He is too evil.'' ``What the hell do you know, kid.'' He says. ``You're just a freakin' homeless kid.'' Luke pushes the boy down as he sloshes through the filth. The boy falls face-first into the sewage. As Luke wades he sees a door at the end of the tunnel he took. The door has a sign on it that reads {\sc This is the lair a monster farewell to all whom enter}. Luke pays no heed and barges through. He sees the homeless kid again. ``How did you get here, poop-head? I thought I ran past you and I did!'' ``Inconsequential,'' said the homeless boy. The boy then shape shifted into a monster that looks kind of like a dog. Luke drew his Beretta and fired wildly into the dog-monster. The monster showed no signs of being affected like bleeding or flinching. In frustration Luke threw the Beretta at the monster. ``I warned you more than once, human! Now you pay for not listening to me and not giving me a sandwich!'' The monster lunged at Luke and pinned Luke to the wet slimy ground. Luke could not move. He could only struggle. Luke's face was peeled off. The monster ate his face. The End?