#WritcoStoryPrompt22
The howl that rang out the silent night was heard across the slumbering streets.
The hair rose at the back of their heads.
And the feeling of haste sprang to their feet.
The monster had escaped...
Seven feet tall
Two set of iron teeth
It looked like it was ready to feast
On every man and women
On all the young and old
It didn't even care if you were friend, or foe.
© Shulker 300