Werewolves of London
A Micro-Fiction with Bite
Footsteps on cobblestone streets were faint at first, dismissed as imagination.
Pursuit getting louder and closer, he upped his pace.
The sound of thudding feet and harsh breathing sent chills down his spine.
He turned a corner attempting to lose the pursuer, looking over his shoulder.
His screams echoed down the street.
A creature from his nightmares. Hideous face, yellowed eyes, a muzzle full of tusk-like teeth, knotted fur, horrid claws and foul breath!
‘Oi, mate! Stop the screaming would you! You dropped yer' wallet back there! I’ve been trying ta catch up ta give it back, yeah?’
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