The Red Night

by superman42

this is a parody of the howling, scream, and all the new, then new and old films all rolled into one, under the disguise of a suspense story. it starts off as your average horror story, couple goes to woods, gets ganked, blah blah blah. then you have the jumpscare, the pennywise knockoff and other b list crap from 2017 onwards. the conjuring anyone? how about the howling reborn?

2. Chapter 2

The Red Night
Chapter 2

Night had fallen over the cabin and Adrian had had no luck with the local police or any other people. Regardless, the cabin was well stocked with food, drinks and apparently was also home to truckload of guns. "The Owner must have been a big game hunter. We've got Shotguns, tranqs and a whole lot of ammo. And look, " Adrian said, "Dude's got an M60 and an entire fucking Armory in the back porch"
Tine meanwhile, had decided to take a look around the cabin and came across two dead bodies, their throats slit open. "Ugh, the blood isn't real, the color is all wrong" she said, shoving them aside and inspecting the closet. More dead bodies fell out, followed by an old camera. "Two dying cliches for one i guess, we'll have to inspect the camera soon, what's next, a demon?" As luck (or a crappy script) would have it, she glimpsed a shadowed figure, darting from tree to tree. "no demon, maybe another Hammer Horror knockoff" she sighed, heading back down to the living room. Adrian meanwhile, was watching the trees and had Richie setting up bear traps. His hands ached, his throat was parched and he reached for a Mr Pib, downing it and returning to the traps. The smell of dirt, freshly kicked up from the strenuous laying and setting of cold steel upon the ground, wafted into Richie's Nostrils. "Ow, Fuck!" he swore as he clutched his hand. The metal of the bear trap had cut deeply into his palm. As the blood oozed from the wound, Richie heard a growl, He froze. It was as if there were an entire colony of unspeakable monsters just on the other side of the forest. He quickly wrapped his wound, laid the last trap and headed inside. "Adrian, they are here, it's time". Adrian picked up his cell, which was now able to pick up reception, and put in one last call to the local police.

Adrian:" Hello, my name is Adrian Cole, repeat Adrian Cole. We are residing inside a cabin nearby and have reason to believe that there is a colony of Werewolves nearby in the forest. We ask that you bring silver bullets, a machete and lots of ammo if those two options fail. Dress in at least 3 layers of leather."

Adrian waited for a response, any response. The woods lit up with the sound of howls as a Human leg was thrown through the window. Richie was starting to turn pale and Tina rushed into the kitchen, grabbed some medical supplies and did what she could to help him. Adrian's phone rang. He picked it up and froze. The voice on the other line was not human. "Tonight you die, they will not save you", the line went dead. The bodies of the sherriff and company could be seen as the werewolves in the woods fixed their red eyes on the trapped trio. With a screech, they assaulted the house, bashing in the front door and forcing the trio upstairs, where Adrian barricaded the door. "Where are the guns?" "Downstairs" said Tina. Richie was losing blood fast and the smell caused the werewolves to go berserk.
No one breathed or said a word, as the downstairs lobby was smashed to pieces. Their hearts pounded like drums as the noise gradually slowed, then stopped as the wolves seemingly left.

"Are we going to get the weapons or not?" Tina reluctantly volunteered and crept down to the lobby. It was a mess. Wood was scattered everywhere and Tina nearly sliced her foot open twice from the sharp debris. "Please don't come over here...please" she silently begged as the wolves could be seen outside, attracted to some far off object. It was pitch black, with the only light being from the moon outside and a dimly lit lamp near the porch. Tina stopped, feeling the hot breath of a wolf right beside her. Instead of a scream, the boys heard what sounded like a scream from the wolf as Tina jammed the wooden beam on the floor into its head, until it poked out of its eyeballs. Still alive despite the damage, it managed to pin her to the floor while blind and bleeding from the brain. The blood swelled and swelled before stopping. Tina simply pricked the Wolf's face with her nails and it exploded outwards. popping it like a summer sausage.

"what's taking her so long" said Richie, who was now deathly pale. Adrian peeked out from the door and nearly vomited. Tina was covered in blood and the Werewolf had been popped like confetti, the other wolves having been scared off by the Sherriff's backup. "Movie Cliche number 3, the bad guy always survives" said Adrian, before burning the cabin to the ground. Rcihie's ghost popped up and screamed at Adrian. "I was in there you son of a bitch! You left me to die, now what am i supposed to do?" Another ghost popped up, a sexy model which was the wolf's true form. Richie looked inside his pants. "NO! NO FUCK!" he whined as the girl simply touched his head and he was overcome with orgasmic pleasure. "That's how we do it in heaven" she said. She and Richie Disappeared.

(This ends the story, but i would love to make a mini series based off the characters. Give me your thoughts when reviewing)