Lost Chased by a Beast

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The gloomy night filled with full distress in the air as if the night grew suspense. When the moon opened up it was as if there was a creature lying beneath an oak tree ready for its dinner. In the still of night there at that moment there was a creepy mystic creature staring from above to its prey of the night. It seemed very pacient as it slowly moved one paw at a time in a pattern or sequence timely as if waiting for a moment to come. The creature had black fur and at the edge of it paws its claws very thin and sharp to catch its prey. Thus it had to have those aspects in its inner self to be considered the abstract of nature it really was. Indeed it was no lost puppy or cute pet animal, this creature was in fact a beast.

The human on the other hand had much to worry about and had no similarities to this beast whatsoever. It was a male. A skinny man around his early thirties with dark brown hair and dark brown eyes with some goodness inside of him. The male always wore a hand bag with him kind of like a womens bag although it was much different seen as he was a man. Maybe not a perfect one since he had committed a few sins, but he would be very close to being one if it were not for stealing that bag from his old friend or for cheating on his own wife with his best friends girlfriend. Those priminors started to build up the darkness inside although there was still much goodness, the darkness overcame and it was that darkness on that single night that attracted the beast.

As soon as the clock struck eleven all the lights in town went off. What the people did not know was it was not accidently it was meant to have happened just like the man was meant to have tripped once on a white tile on his way home from work on that thursday night after a long day of dealing with unpacient clients. He had a fate marked for him. A destiny that lied right in front of him. Although he never was a true believer in it really destiny and sometimes found a way around it but this time it was much different as much as he would have tried he would have failed every single time. The creature or in this case the panther never stopped looking at it and had had in an on its prey for a long time waiting for his darkness to overcome his inner goodness. Many would have stated it did but it did not overcome a hundred percent intirely. The amount of darkeness inside of him was good enough for the creature and it was about to strike any minute now.

Hence it at that moment the man felt as if someone where looking at it therefore he stopped instantly by a lamp post that fortunely was working but about to burst out. Then he looked behind him nothing so continued walking. What he did not know was the black panther was above the tile walls making one move at a time. It accompained the prey until it was about half a mile from its home. Suddenely out of nowhere the creature jumped from the side on to its prey. It did not catch it yet only four huge bloody stractes to its back. The mans back started bleedy and the blood did not seem to stop streaming down. His shirt got filled with it not to mention his legs as the blood streamed down to his legs. He started running as fast as he could with his hand bag tripped once which seemed to slow him down a little bit but it did not stop him from running to save himself from the mystic black panther. It was a matter of life and death his life was dependent on this. Could he escape? Was there a chance the panther would just go away for good or would he be eaten alive? There were so many questions that were running through his head that all he thought about was running and then he also began to wonder if he would be able to get home to get his shotgun ready to kill the beast. It was going to be an impossible mission seen as his house was a mile away. He had to act upon right away or else he would be killed. The panther was not a comparison to the failure of the man. Much...
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