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    "Storm is a brewin 'Doc'!" announced the coachman, "Hope ye brought a hat or device to shield yourself from the rain when I drop you off!" "Just my luck, a storm while traveling to visit my family," thought the doctor. Rain started pattering on the window like hail. Thunder and lightning cracked. "So who are you visiting at this time of day?" wondered the coachman. "That is no business of yours!" snapped the doctor. "Okay, okay! Geez! Don't have to bark in that kind of tone!" said the coachman, "I was just wondering!" The doctor turned his head, looking out of one of the windows. In front of the window, there was a tan colored field, blotched with bits of green. The storm began to increase with strength. The wind was blowing harder! The rain droplets increased in speed, making harder sounds when striking the carriage! Thunder roared in the murky sky! Lightning cracked, making a whip-like sound! Suddenly, the carriage horse began to freak out! It reared on its hind legs and started to run wild, making the ride bumpy and rough. Then, when the horse came to a turn, the carriage began to lean to the side, and then toppled down the hill, along with the horse. The doctor felt being pushed to the sides of the carriage, as it fell down the hill. The doctor struck his head inside the carriage, and fell unconscious.

    A full moon ascended in the dark, blue sky. A hoot from an owl was heard. Inside the carriage, the doctor became conscious again. "Ouch, that's going to leave a big bump," murmured the doctor, rubbing his head. The carriage was laying on it's side, and then the doctor popped open one of the doors and stood in it. He saw the horse's limp body lying in front of the carriage.... dead. The doctor then jumped out of the carriage and saw the coachman's body. He went over to the man to feel his pulse. No response. "What am I going to do now? Where can i go?" wondered the doctor.

    Suddenly, a rustling came from a bush. The doctor swirled around. "Wh-Who-Who's there?!" sputtered the doctor. He grabbed a big stick and slowly crept to the bushes. The bushes began to rustle more. Beads of sweat covered the doctor's face, and body, as he trembled. "Come out of there! Don't make me come in after you!" Suddenly, a bunny hopped out of the bushes. The doctor let out a sigh of relief, and chuckled. "Gosh, I got worked up all over a harmless rabbit," said the doctor. A grumbling noise came from his stomach. "I guess it's dinnertime," said the doctor. The man crept over to the rabbit, carrying his stick, slowly, and saying, "Here little rabbit... I'm not going to harm you... come over here." Suddenly, a stick cracked under one of the doctor's feet, and the rabbit began to hop away. The doctor began to run after the rabbit, and then pounced at the rabbit. He landed with a big thud, unsuccessfully catching the rabbit. "Damn it!" said the doctor, "Almost had it!" A noise arose behind the doctor, the sound of rustling in another bush... a bigger bush. The doctor's hopes rose, thinking that it was another bunny. He stood up, brushing sticks, dirt, and leaves off his clothes and picked the stick up again. "This time I won't fail," thought the man as he grinned. As he crept closer, he began to realize that the noise wasn't from a bunny. A low growl could be heard from the bushes. The doctor stepped back, terrorized with fear. His teeth were chattering, and his grip on the stick tightened. Suddenly, a shadow leapt from the bushes. The man gasped. Then the shadow landed in front of him. The man's eyes widened, and his mouth gaping at what stood before him. The creature was covered with dark, musty-looking fur, sharp claws, and protruding canines. The creature began to bare it's teeth, and then leapt at the doctor. The doctor shrieked, and held his stick in front of his chest. The beast, pushed him on the ground and started snapping at him. The doctor tried to defend himself with his stick, but the stick snapped in two. The beast then laid it's chomper's on one of the man's shoulder's, digging into his flesh. The man let out a shrill of pain, and kicked the beast off of him. He then began to run as fast as he could through the forest with his injured arm. He looked back for a brief moment for the monster. No sight of it. The injured man then ran behind a redwood and rested for a moment. "Oh god what was that thing!" cried the man, "What was it?!" He looked up at the moon, as it gleamed down on him. "Cursed moon!" said the man, "What luck you've brought me upon this night!" The man knelt on his knees and began to sob. When the man lifted his head from his hands, he saw a shadow. The shadow was shaped as a wolf. "Oh no," choked the man, "Please God no!" The man looked up in the trees, to see what stood on the branches. Up on the branches, perched, was the beast. Suddenly, it leapt from the trees and down towards the man. The man then screamed. His scream echoed in the night sky, then ceased. All that could be heard now was the monster's chewing on flesh, and then a howl that filled the forest and night
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