As the sun began to set on the small town of Millfield, Tom stepped out of his car and looked up at the sky. The first stars were starting to appear, and he knew that meant the full moon was only a few nights away. He shuddered at the thought of what might happen when it rose, and turned his attention to the task at hand. He was the new sheriff in town, and he had a job to do.Tom made his way towards the sheriff's office, taking in the sights and sounds of the town as he went. Millfield was a sleepy little place, nestled in a valley surrounded by dense forest. The buildings were old and weathered, but well-maintained, and the people were friendly, if a bit guarded around outsiders like Tom.As he walked into the office, Tom was greeted by his deputy, a grizzled old man named Hank. Hank had been the sheriff before Tom, but had stepped down to make way for the new blood. Tom respected him, but knew he had big shoes to fill."Evening, Hank," Tom said, nodding in greeting. "Anything new
The next day, Tom sat at his desk, staring at the case file in front of him. The more he read, the more confused he became. All of the victims had been found with their throats torn out, and there were no signs of a struggle. It was almost as if they had willingly let their attacker kill them.He shook his head, trying to clear his thoughts. This case was starting to get to him. He needed a break. Standing up, he grabbed his coat and headed out the door.As he walked through the streets, he couldn't help but notice the bright sun shining above him. It was strange, he thought, how the murders only seemed to happen once a month, always during the full moon.Suddenly, he heard a scream coming from an alleyway up ahead. Without hesitation, he ran towards the sound.When he arrived, he found a young woman crouched on the ground, holding her bleeding arm. Her eyes widened in fear as she saw him approach."It's okay, I'm here to help," Tom said gently, crouching down beside her. "What happe
Tom stood up and brushed himself off. He looked down at his watch and saw that several hours had passed since he had first entered the park. He had no memory of what had happened in the intervening time.As he made his way back to his car, Tom couldn't shake the feeling that something was wrong. He felt as if he was being watched, and he kept looking over his shoulder. When he finally got into his car and started the engine, he let out a deep breath of relief.He drove back to the station, his mind racing. He had to find out what had happened in the park, and he had to do it fast. He knew that he couldn't do it alone, so he called Jane and asked her to meet him at the station.When she arrived, Tom briefed her on what had happened in the park. Jane listened carefully, her face grave."Do you think it was the werewolf?" she asked.Tom nodded. "It's the only explanation. I think it attacked me."Jane frowned. "But why would it just leave you there? Why didn't it kill you?""I don't know
Tom had been discharged from the hospital, but he still felt weak and vulnerable. He had always been the strong one, the protector, and now he was the one who needed protection. It was a humbling experience, and one that he was not entirely comfortable with.Emily had taken a few days off work to stay with him and help him recover. She cooked him meals, brought him books to read, and kept him company. He appreciated her kindness, but he also felt guilty. He was supposed to be the one taking care of her, not the other way around.That afternoon, Emily came into his bedroom and sat down on the edge of his bed. "Dad, there's something I need to tell you."Tom sat up straighter, suddenly alert. "What is it?""It's about me," Em said. "About my past."Tom frowned. "What about your past?""I...I used to hang out with a bad crowd," Emily said, her voice barely above a whisper. "I was involved in some things that I'm not proud of."Tom felt a cold dread wash over him. "What kind of things?""
Martinez nodded. "Agreed. And Tom, we need you to stay on this case. You have a personal stake in it now, and your insights could be invaluable."Tom sighed, but he knew the detective was right. He couldn't let his fear hold him back. "Okay, I'll stay on the case."As they left the crime scene, Tom couldn't shake the feeling that there was more to the werewolf than they realized. He needed to find out what it was, before it was too late. Over the next few days, Tom threw himself into the investigation, working long hours and poring over files and evidence. Jane helped whenever she could, but she had her own job and responsibilities to attend to.Despite their efforts, however, they were no closer to identifying the werewolf. They had found no connections between the victims, and no witnesses had come forward with any useful information.Tom was getting frustrated, feeling like they were hitting a dead end. He needed a break, a fresh perspective.He decided to pay a visit to the loca
"Jane, get away from there!" Tom yelled but Jane was so lost looking, more like she was in a trance even with the gun aimed at the werewolf.Tom could not think of anything better but firing at the werewolf and the werewolf gave a loud sound and attacked Jane.Throwing her away after it's claws had hurt Jane on her hand. Tom let out the second fire and the werewolf ran toward Tom very fast and the breeze blew him to the floor.Before Tom could catch his breath, the high school gym was empty and disorganized. He looked around and saw the crashed window.He rushed their to check but the werewolf was totally gone. It escaped again.Who could it be? It's never that they would be there?,or was it a set up?He was so lost in the thought looking out of the broken window when Jane groaned and he remembered her.He ran to her side and checked on her wound."It's gonna be fine" he said and picked his phone and made a few calls.He was by her side for a few minutes before the ambulance and the p
Tom looked back and could not see anyone, he looked at the mirror again and the person was really gone.He rushed out of his car and ran toward the direction he saw the person but he could not find anything anymore.He was so frustrated.He returned to his car and angrily kicked his car tires! Without wasting any more time, he drove his car straight to the office and walked into the station with the lunch pack in his hand.Immediately he met with the cleaner who gave him a warm smile and a polite greeting.His mood was quite bad, so he only gave a fake smile before handing the meal to her."It's a homemade meal, personally made by me, just have it" he said and walked away expecting her extra greeting because he could she won't stop thanking him if he had waited a little while."Morning" Dave greeted and Tom nodded and entered his office. He hung his jacket and sat down on the chair, resting his back as his mind was far from settling."Morning sheriff" Hank greeted as he worked in wit
Emily opened the door to the coffee shop and walked right to the corner table she loves sitting on.Maria sighted her and chuckled, he went in and made her favorite coffee and with some cookies and walked up to her and placed them on the table."Good morning Maria," Emily said, raising her face to look at the smiling Emily."You don't look so great this morning but a cup of coffee should do the trick right?" Maria asked and Emily sighs."I wish it does" she said and sipped the coffee before putting it on the table. She brought out her drawing pad and her pencils. "Why don't I leave you to vent on your drawing sheet a little pid before I show up again and by that time I might have served all the customers necessary" Maria said and Emily chuckled. "I am not vent on my drawing pad, I just want to draw" Emily said and Maria looked away and laughed."I know what I know and I will say what I see, so, I will find along" Maria said and walked away.Emily looked around and could feel the atm
Tom paced nervously in his living room, his mind racing with thoughts of the impending danger that lurked in their quiet town. He had invited his closest friends over for a discussion, hoping to devise a plan to protect their community from the bloodthirsty werewolves that ravaged the town every full moon. As the murmur of conversation filled the room, Tom took a deep breath and addressed his friends."Thank you all for gathering here today," Tom began, his voice laden with a mix of urgency and determination. "I have been doing some research, and it seems that using mountain ash on the doorsteps of every building in town could potentially stop the werewolves from causing harm during the full moon."Martinez, one of Tom's trusted advisor, leaned forward, her gaze focused intently on Tom. "Mountain ash, huh? That's an intriguing idea. Considering its folklore, it just might work. I would say it's a long shot, but it's worth it. You know we've only heard that mountain ash stops werewolve
The full moon hung high in the night sky as the members of Marcus's pack gathered in their secret meeting spot deep within the woods. The air crackled with anticipation as they awaited the arrival of their alpha, Marcus. He was a tall, broad-shouldered werewolf with a commanding presence, and the respect of his pack was evident in their eager expressions.Marcus finally came out of the shadows, out from one of his rooms, he scanned through the whole room, staring deep into eyes of his pack members. There was tension in the air and it was very obvious, everyone was concerned by what Marcus was about to say. They had thought by now Marcus would have addressed the Emily's behavioural issue at the last meeting and maybe today was the day."You all wonder why I called this meeting, right? We have a serious case on our hands. People who we thought of as less threats have been making moves. And it's not something we can overlook." Marcus said, his voice almost like he was afraid of somethin
The sun had gone down, no trace of it left in the sky and now, they stars had began to come out, twinkling in the dark sky. After the long day at work, other officers had left, but Martinez had waited behind for Tom as they had another one of their home investigation meetings. When Tom was done closing up, he and Martinez both shut down the office and left for Tom's house. Together, they took in the stroll of the town as they walked home. Their movements, side by side and slowly, almost like they were staggering.They were getting close to Tom's place and just a few houses away. Tom took his phone out of his pocket and dialed Lisa's number while he blushed, unintentionally.Martinez tries looking at Tom's phone to see who he was trying to call, but Tom wouldn't let her. "You know I don't need to look at your phone to know who you're calling, right?" Martinez said."And who might that be?" Tom asked."I know it's Lisa you're calling, silly." Martinez said."You really think you know a
Tom had shared a radical plan to use mountain ash, a powder known for its supernatural properties, to create a barrier powerful enough to keep the werewolves contained. The mere thought of such a plan filled Hank with a renewed sense of purpose and hope. Finally, he could make a difference, protect his interest, and prove to Marcus, the alpha of the pack, that he was more than just a liability.Taking long strides, Hank reached Marcus's place, the overwhelming mansion nestled among tall pines. His knuckles turned white as he clenched his fists, anticipation mixing with frustration. He wanted to confront Marcus, demand answers to why his pack had become so reckless, and maybe even convince him to put an end to the bloodshed.As he swung the cabin door open, Hank's eyes met Marcus's smirking face. "You!" he spat, anger bubbling beneath his words. "How could you let this happen, Marcus? People know now. They know that werewolves are responsible for the attacks."Marcus's laughter cut thr
The day had began to run down, the sun setting and everywhere getting darker by the minute, Tom finally left his office and headed to the hall of the station where meetings and discussions were held. He knew he had to tell everyone about his new plan since, they can help him to enforce it and make it work. On his way to the hall, he decided to meet Martinez at her office first.Tom’s footsteps echoed through the hallway as he approached Martinez's desk. With a sense of urgency, he called out, ""What's up, Martinez? Gather everyone at the station. I need to address them immediately. We have a meeting and I have a little piece of information I need to pass in this meeting." Tom asked, as they exchanged pleasantries.Martinez glanced up, her eyes wide with curiosity. ""Very well, Sheriff. Why are you headed to the hall? Tom, what's wrong, huh?" Martinez asked, trying to satisfy her curiousity. Tom got closer to her on her seat then, he reduced the tone of his voice. "We are slowly near
Tom, on his way to work had met some werewolves, but he didn't recognize them to be werewolves until one of them glowed his eyes during their conversation.Tom’s heart raced as he made his way to work, his mind unable to shake off the encounter with the mysterious group of werewolves. Their warning about his daughter, Emily, being in danger had shaken him to the core. He had always known that his daughter being part of Marcus’s pack came with its risks, but he had never imagined that his own flesh and blood would be used as a pawn.Unable to focus on anything else, Tom decided to stop by some shops along the way to work, hoping to clear his mind. Before Tom got to the shop*Tom had taken a turn from the bustling road of the town to a corner not too far from the station.It was then that destiny played its hand, leading him to a group of individuals huddled together in an alleyway. The moment he glanced at them, their eyes met and he saw the glow on their eyes, and Tom instinctively k
After sharing cups of coffee to both Martinez and Rachel, Tom barely took a sip out of his own cup. The room then fell silent and Martinez couldn't give up the chance of teasing Tom about Lisa like she did all the time. A wide spread grin fell across her mouth and face as she rested her back on the couch, staring at Tom like she was looking to intimidate him."Tom?" Martinez called him, her eyes still focus on him."What is it?" Tom asked as he turned around to look at Martinez. "So, have you and Lisa...?" Martinez asked, eating some of her words and replace it with a sound of clearing her throat."Me and Lisa what?" Tom asked, curiosity all over his face."Have you Lisa... You know," Martinez said, raising her eyebrows up and down. Just then did Tom get what she was heading at.Rachel who had understood what was going on, kept laughing silently as she saw both of them going back and forth with each other.As Tom finally understood, he tried to sip from his coffee to overlook what Ma
After a long day of work, working on petty thieving cases, interrogations and overseeing various paper works, the day finally came to a close, Martinez felt the need to ease herself from the tiredness she was feeling. When Martinez got to the front door of the station, she raised her wrist and looked down to it then, she noticed she was already late for her meeting with Tom, after picking 7pm, herself. Martinez was very hyped to hear what Tom had to say, after he invited her over and she had to deal with the anxiety throughout the day.At the other end of the town, Rachel who was a friend of Martinez and also a friend of Tom, who was invited too, had just finished work for the day, rounding up her last interview and ready to go and hear what Tom had to say. As Rachel stepped outside she was a bit relieved of the stress of the whole day, with a deep sigh she set out to go to Tom's place. She saw it as a chance to finally pick up on things with Tom since it had been a while since they
Lisa's footsteps were heard through the corridor of the hospital as she matched on her heels with confidence and joy. Her heart was pumping with relief and gladness as the events of last night didn't bring any form of sadness or regret at the end of the whole show. From the moment Lisa stepped foot into the hospital, all her colleagues that were around turned their eyes to her and most of them were left in shock to see the big smile on her face.Sarah, a close friend and colleague, approached Lisa cautiously. Concern was etched across her face as she gently placed a hand on Lisa's arm. "Lisa, are you okay? We were worried about you after the way you left work yesterday. Did you find Emily? Is she safe?" Sarah asked, her voice showing a sign of worry.Lisa kept smiling as she spoke with Sarah. "Yes, of course. We found Emily and she was safe and still is. I kinda had a good morning with she and her father this morning."Sarah was relieved to hear it, as she sighed deeply. "That's grea