The Night Stalker

The Night Stalker

“Ahhhh!” was the young lady’s’ last word before she perished from this world. He clawed with his diamond cutters, bit with his jaws of death that were steel, and kicked with feet as strong as moving trains. The poor girl finally died of blood loss coming from her corroded and jugular veins; and that was the end of her short life. He ran and jumped away with a blood soaked muzzle leaving the girl lying there with rips and blood stains on her new white as snow dress. We did not even know who the killer was because all of the people who had reported seeing him were now lying either in the town graveyard or in the city morgue. He could run but could he hide? Did he even have a need to hide? No because he was the creature of the night or the night stalker as he was popularly called.
“Another Victim”, Inspector Lars asked. Inspector Lars Sorenson was the only officer that actually volunteered for this job and was recognized by all of the people in his region to be an angel sent down to destroy who and what ever was killing all of these people. It was a very scary reality for the inspector because his wife looked an awful lot like all of the victims who all happen to be women in their twenties and were as beautiful as a rose on a spring day. He was a good man that was putting his marriage, life, and career all on the line to catch the night stalker.
“Yes, same build and gender as all of the 21 others” said inspector Van Volt who we brought in from Transylvania to help us to solve this case, and find the person that was ravaging the Swedish countryside.
“Most troubling indeed; I wish for Anya’s (Van Volt’s wife) and Sophia’s (Lars’s wife) safety throughout this most unfortunate predicament that we find ourselves in,” Lars replied. He paused for a moment to think about something that he then discarded very quickly for it was an absurd thought. He then asked “Do you have any idea for heaven’s sake, why he only struck at night? For it made no sense to me and I was to find out why this monster of a human being would do such a terrible thing to these poor women. I was to do everything that I could to stop him, and I felt that you were too but we needed to put in double the effort in so that the killing would stop,” said Inspector Lars.
“I agreed completely and thought that we needed not to have anyone else’s help, but we needed to solve this case with the upmost care in order not tip him off. Oh, and one more thing I did not fear that he would kill me only that my poor Mina would live in a deep depression for the rest of her life if I do indeed die. I pity a man that spends the moments of his life thinking about all of the intricacies in the planning that it takes to pull off these horrific killings. We would catch him I can assure you of that my friend” replied Van Volt.
The two of them tried very hard to get a break in the case but not one would show itself to them. Lars spent many a night without sleep and had very little personal life during the months that this case was taking. It was very surprising though that it would not take a toll on either of their marriages. The wives had spent most of their time with each other and had come to the conclusion that it was for both of their safety that they did not pester their husbands like bugs on a spring night for the remainder of the case. One evening as the four people, had to sit down for dinner they had a breakthrough. “I have had a breakthrough, every death, the two a month, was while there was a full moon upon us. I did not know what effect that it would have on the case but it was just something to think about. Volt if you would take a look at tonight’s moon.” Said Lars while looked out of the window. Volt glanced out of the window and saw a moon like the color of a pumpkin on a September day.
Turning back towards Lars volt said, “We must alert the locals there was going to be another killing.” They rushed out of the house and they saw the next two bodies right in front of the door and there was a message written in blood that read, “Cancel your quest to hunt me down because now you two are going to feel the loss that I have.” Just then from inside the house there were screams. They ran inside pistols in hand when “Crack Crash Clang” a window was broken. The rushed to it to see what was going on and all that they saw was a huge black tail escaping into the wooded area.
“He had them, he had our wives!!!!” Lars exclaimed.
“I know, I know but going crazy was not going to help them or you.” replied Van Volt in the calm manner that he was always in. So they searched the surrounding woods with the help of the local authorities but it was in vain because nothing was found that would help them in any way.
Right after that they got a development, and there was another attack but it was a failed attempt. The woman was a police officer’s wife. The officer had given her a 12 gauge shot gun for protection and she shot him twice. They hurriedly went over to her house to talk with her. They arrived and set up a defensive perimeter in case he came back. The lady, Mary, was her name, said that it was no man but that she did not see fully, because she shot it with her eyes closed because she was scared. It had all happened so fast that all she could remember was that it was tall and wide and had a very menacing face with two huge red eyes that she said were like two bullet holes in a person’s flesh that she compared to the devil himself. The attacks were only happening at night so the two inspectors were starting to understand. They thought that it was a man who got stronger and bigger at night when the moon was out, but they both had a gut feeling that it was something much worse.
They had a plan to lure him out but they still needed the two main people Anya and Sophia if they were still alive. They had three weeks before the plan was to be needed, so they thought that during that time they would search for Anya and Sophia. They had another full search of the woods search this time during the day. They found a cave with a door on the outside that they had missed before, due to the fact that it was painted black and that it had been night time. They gathered all of the men and charged in. Inside the cave was a small dead fire, a bed, and two makeshift cages. In the cages were Sophia and Anya who were not fully healthy but were still alive. They were as thin as a blade of grass. The girls said that they felt like they were being watched on the night that they were abducted. They thought that he was a night stalker in other words. The man moved in the shadows with the grace of a deer and the swiftness of a cheetah, when he was bringing them to his lair they told us. They said that he was very hairy and animal like also.
Even though they had the girls, they had to do more background on the perpetrator in order to successfully ascertain him. There had been only one month when he did not strike, and that had been in April and they had no idea why until Lars had figured it out. “It all had to do with the month April?” Lars said.
“Maybe he was afraid of the rain? Other than that I have no idea in the slightest why he did not strike in that month,” replied Van Volt.
“No, No, Now I know the reason that nothing had happened in April and yes it had to do with the rain indeed. What does rain fall from?” Lars asked.
“The sky, no wait, clouds, I was beginning to understand where you are going.” Van answered.
“Yes exactly, clouds and clouds block out the moon when it rains so he has no power!!!!!” Lars exclaimed.
The plan had now gone into action and the two women had been restored to their full health. They were going to walk down the main street and had hoped the man will come. When he would try to get the women they would surround him with 250 officers so that he didn’t have a chance to escape.
The time had come and the officers were ready for anything that came their way. There was a full moon out tonight so he was bound to get revenge on the two escapees. Everything was going as planned and the women and the officers were all in position.
There he was, but wait, he was no man, he was no giant, and he was a werewolf, a huge angry werewolf. He showed up somehow, right in the middle of all of the officers. They bid him not to move and he slashed an officer with his razor like claws, instantly killing the poor man. The officers opened fire, “Zoom Zang Zip” the bullets flew through the air, and the wolf fell blood spurting from the many bullet wounds. The officers only had one shot at a time with their rifles, but one shot from each 250 men was enough to finally kill the beast that had ravaged through Sweden for months. Now the people of Sweden could sleep peacefully once again, unless the werewolf had a son.