by Alan Stanford
Then, it came at him fast. Frank tried to get his Winchester up to aim, but the thing was so fast, that it hit him, and knocked him to the ground, making his shot go wild, losing his grip on his rifle, it fell out of reach.
It raised up over him. All Frank could make out in the dark, it was a Big man covered in fur. But the head was all wrong,and those eyes,....then he heard himself scream.