Part 1
(Night out)
Friday, May 16th, 2006

It was like every other night I've had in the last years. Always crazy and unplanned, as spontaneous as life itself. Usually a downtown club,(fake i.d's always in hand) or maybe we'd walk around "The Good Streets",(two extremely old roads engulfed with suburban preppy girls in need of a good time) but tonight...I had something a bit different in mind...
I drove with Spinner in my car, the roof down, the wind flowing continuously through my hair, and all the blazes of lights coming off from the streets are reduced to a blur as we pass them by.
Craig's eyes darted from the kilometer track to Spinner. Craig had a mischievous smile on his face.
He let out an excited breathe.
Craig:110...
Spinner, his arm draped over the right car door, smiled at Craig.
Spinner:Faster.
Vrrrrooom.
My foot pushed harder against the pedal. 115...123...125. One hundred-twenty five kilometres an hour..and it was only the beginning.
As I said, on this night I had something different in mind. I had a club to go to; Shifter's, a place where a girl waited for me, someone I haven't seen in what was close to 2 years...but it wasn't the one who left me to bleed.
Craig started laughing wildly as the speedometer hit 130. Spinner, smiling and as stupid as Craig faced Craig, and then Craig turned his head to Spinner, laughing together. The car sped down a deserted highway, only lit by the few lampposts, they almost never saw it coming.
WHAM!
The car hurled to a thundering stop, it tilted and swerved to the right, Craig shut his eyes tight, and Spinner, in his his pre-drunk excitement yelled and screamed with a smile like a roller-coaster passenger. The car came to a halt, swerved to the left side of the road, dust kicked up around them, slowly sifting through the air. Craig opened his eyes, breathing heavy and shaking a small bit. Spinner and Craig simultaneously turned their heads to eachother. They both broke into laughter.
Craig's words broke in throughout the laughter
Craig:What - was -that!
Spinner shook his head at me, as both out laughs died.
Spinner: (laughs) I don't know...
He turned his head to the right, trying to spot a victim on the road.
Spinner:I don't (turns back to Craig) see anything...
Craig's torso rose up above his seat.
Craig:Let's check it out.
They both exited the car, Spinner getting up to the hood of the car,as Craig, getting out to the back of the car,(looking for an animal underneath it) bent down.
Craig:Eh..I don't...see much.
Spinner:Whoh!
He was crouching down the front of the car, his hand petting the large dent.
Craig shot up.
Craig:What is it?
Spinner: (knocks on the metal exterior) Man...there's a huge dent on your car. What the hell did you hit?
Craig raced to the front, his eyes widened once he got there. The dent was more like crater. Maybe the size of a large t.v or bicycle. In fact, the dent had impressions in the size of a bicycle netting, or a thin, large animal with prong-like limbs.
Craig:What was that?
Spinner was now frantically searching the dark road, then stopped when he reached the outer ditch on the other side of the road. He stood absolutely still, so I came to his side.
Craig:What? What are yo-
Craig stopped and started, his mouth now ajar.
Bleeding, breathing very fast in the strands of tattered grass, lay a silver white animal, it's fangs visible through it's open mouth, panting.
Spinner slapped down hard on Craig's shoulder.
Spinner:Wow...Craig The Wolf Slayer.