Lycanthropy: Night of the Full Moon
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“When an impure spirit comes out of a person, it goes through arid places seeking rest and does not find it.” Matthew 12:43 NIV
Ethan Farmer is walking toward the village with his best friend Sebastian Taylor and his wife Megan. The air has a certain crispness to it and the three are enjoying each other’s company. Megan begins to feel an uneasiness which she relays to the others.
“I think we should have taken that ride Bishop Miller offered.”
“Why? He’s terribly boring, Meg. All he wants to talk about are those race cars he builds. Don’t get me wrong, I think it’s fantastic when hearing it for the first time, but a steady diet—” Ethan is interrupted by Sebastian.
“Ethan is right, Meg. We would have been up to our rears in camshafts and rotors.” Sebastian laughs and then pauses.
“What’s the matter, Sebastian?” Megan queries sensing that something is not quite right herself.
“I don’t know—I just get the feeling that we are being followed. Listen!” Sebastian retorts.
Everyone stands still and all seems to be fine. Then there is a sound as if someone stepped on a stick. “You hear that?”
“I think you’re right, Sebastian. Megan, you need to walk between the two of us. I’m not quite sure what it is but I don’t want you in the direct line of fire.” Ethan responds.
“Ethan, I’m scared!” There is a distinct tremor in Megan’s voice.
“Don’t worry, we’ll come to a clearing soon. Everything will be alright.” Ethan tries to reassure her.
There is a howl as if something is in pain and a thud not far from them. Ethan picks up a large stick and begins to investigate.
“Are you mad?” Sebastian shrieks. “Did you hear that?”
“Yes, and I am going to find out what’s going on. Meg, you stay back here with Sebastian.”
“No way!” Both individuals speak as the trio approach a small clearing. A lone man lay on the ground twitching in pain. He seems to have been shot and his face is contorted.
“Who did this to you? Are you alright?” Ethan looks at the man and notices his scarred, half-cladded body.
“I will be fine soon, don’t worry about me. But you need to leave these woods—it’s not safe.” The dying man says.
“I knew we should have rode with Bishop.” Megan retorts and the man looks at her and smile.
“Pretty lady alone in the woods—” he grabs her arm, bites it and then dies.
“He bit me! That man just bit me.” Megan screams as she watches the blood slowly oozes from her arm and then coagulate.
Suddenly, they hear the sound of dogs barking and two men emerge from the woods carrying rifles. A third man is not far behind. He has a modified Baby Browning 32 in his hand. They all look at the body.
“Looks like he’s gone. Are you folks okay?” The third man asks.
“We’re fine but he bit my wife.” Ethan replies.
“He bit her? Let me see that.” The third man, Benjamin Riley demands. He looks at the teeth marks on Megan’s arm and then shakes his head.
“What do you think, Ben?” The first man, Nelson Cooper queries.
“I don’t know. We need to get her to the facilities.” Ben rejoinders.
“What’s going on? This is my wife!” Ethan stares down Ben.
“That man’s name was Jeremy Evans. We believe he was infected with a virus that was created at the Albertson Laboratories.” Ben tries to explain.
“Are you the one who shot him?” Sebastian inquires.
“We had no choice. He was a danger to everyone, including himself.” Ben answers.
“Who are you people?” Ethan questions.
“I’m Dr. Benjamin Riley. These are my associates, Dr. Nelson Cooper and Dr. Hilton Frye. We were working on a Special Genetics Project that got out of hand. That’s all I can say.”
“Was this Jeremy Evans some kind of experiment of yours?” Ethan inquires suspiciously.
“He was my top lab assistant. Jeremy wasn’t meant to be part of the project but—” Before Nelson can go any further, Ben interrupts.
“As I stated before, it was a confidential project, Mr. ...”
“Farmer, Ethan Farmer. This is my wife Megan and my friend Sebastian Taylor.” Ethan extends his hand and Ben gives it a firm shake.
“Mr. Farmer—Ethan, your wife may be in peril. Please, we need to take her to our facilities and keep her under close observation. There should be an incubation period in which if she has been infected, there will be signs.” Ben explains as he walks Megan and the others toward two waiting cars about half a mile north.
“Wait a minute—I heard that David Albertson bought Tannersville Research Center.” Sebastian recalls.
“There was a big scandal regarding the Tannersville Facility. I recall some ski resort near the infamous Devil’s Gap Caverns. Some sort of creature was killing citizens—” Ethan stops in his tracks and looks at Sebastian. Megan turns toward them in horror.
“Don’t tell me that you decided to start testing on people! That man was a part of the experiment gone wrong and you had to kill him. Before he died, he contaminates me ... oh heavens no!” Megan thrusts herself into her husbands arms and weeps bitterly.
“Are you people mad! Wasn’t it bad enough that you created a monstrous animal; now you have to use humans?” Ethan is beside himself with rage.
“Mr. Farmer, please! First, it wasn’t Albertson Pharmaceuticals who created that creature in the Tannersville Research Center. Second, we never meant to use our serum for that purpose. And third, Jeremy was secretly injecting himself with the new serum.” Nelson Cooper points out.
“Go on!” Ethan replies frowning.
“Since our department was in charge of containment, no one knew what he had done until it was too late. We tried to restrain him, but he became too strong. Then when the full moon rose—” Ben interrupts Nelson.
“He began to change.”
“In what way?” Ethan climbs into the back seat of the Mercedes with his wife and Sebastian is in the front with Ben. They are heading towards Albertson Pharmaceuticals.
“He started to look lycanthropic.” Ben says continuing the story.
“What the dickens does that mean?” Ethan probes.
“He’s telling you that Jeremy was a werewolf.” Sebastian replies in a straightforward manner.
“Did you say werewolf?” Ethan can’t believe what his friend just said. Ben is watching his reaction in his rearview mirror and nods.
“That’s a myth. They don’t really exist.” Megan finally recovers her voice.
“Not in the normal sense but apparently ...” Ben pauses.
“You created a laboratory demon; that’s what you did.” Ethan accuses.
“We’re not quite sure what Jeremy mixed together to achieve what he did. It was not sanctioned by Albertson Pharmaceuticals.” Ben offers feebly.
“That’s suppose to make me feel better? You say my wife is in danger because you couldn’t keep your feces together and I am suppose to just say that’s just dandy.” Sebastian looks back at Ethan speechlessly.
“Look, I understand your discomfort.” It would have been better if Ben had just driven in silence.
“No, you don’t understand half of what I’m feeling right now. If you weren’t driving—I’d take your darn head off. The only reason I’m not cursing you is because of my wife. Believe me.” Ethan sits back in his seat and everyone is quiet for the remainder of the journey.
To Be Continued …
Lycanthropy: Night of the Full Moon 2
- Lycanthropy: Night of the Full Moon 2
Jeremy Evans is dead. A silver bulletin lodged in his chest made its journey to his heart. He didn’t die instantly—no he lived long enough to pass his legacy of terror to an attractive and pensive young woman, Megan Farmer. Ethan has no idea what wil
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