September 24, 2012 (Monday - 5 days to the Full Moon)
Rashad's eyes shot open, and it took a moment for him to realize that he was lying in his bed on his stomach. He rolled over slightly and felt to see if Tracy was still there, He felt her butt and heard her moan and was satisfied. He rolled back on his stomach and was about to fall back asleep when the events of the previous night hit him like a sledgehammer. He opened his eyes again and reached over to the nightstand to pick up his cell phone and see what time it was, 4:45 am. He rolled out of bed and went to the bathroom.
As he walked into the bathroom, he rubbed the sleep out of his eyes and used the toilet. While he was relieving himself, he thought about the previous night. He had been hanging out with Sean in the woods; they had heard a strange sound coming from the woods. At first, he had been curious as to what it was, considering they were near a military base, there shouldn't be too many wild animals out here. He had started to investigate, but then he could have sworn he saw a wolf looking at him in the distance.
He backed up slowly, and the wolf matched his pace. He would stop and so would the wolf. His fight or flight instinct kicked in and he decided to fight. He looked around for a branch or something to defend himself, he found one and when he looked up, the wolf was gone. He looked around for it and didn't hear it coming up from behind. The next thing he knew he heard snarling and he felt pain in his wrist. He dropped the branch and began running, not caring if the wolf was following him.
He stumbled out of the woods and onto the road and almost got hit by Sean's Camaro. The next hour was a blur, but he did remember getting home, wrapping his arm...His arm! Rashad finished going to the bathroom, washed his hands and then looked at his gauze wrapped wrist. It didn't hurt anymore and he slowly un-wrapped it, and was shocked to find no bite marks, no scar whatsoever. Just some faint blood on the gauze was the only sign that there might have been a wound there. He shook his head, suddenly feeling very tired. He threw the gauze in the trash and turned off the light. He walked back into the bedroom, lay down, and before his head hit the pillow, he was asleep.
He awoke again, but this time he noticed that the sun was out. He checked his phone again and saw that it was 1:30 in the afternoon and he had a couple of text messages. He opened his messages and saw one was from Tracy. It read 'Getting gas on the way home, don't forget to stir the meat. Love you'. He checked the second message and saw that it was from his friend Resa, it read 'U up?' He rolled out of bed and grabbed his glasses and was about to get up when he noticed that his glasses were blurry. He took them off and wiped them with his t-shirt. He put them back on and they were still blurry. He took them back off, and then realized that it wasn't his glasses. He looked around the room and realized he was seeing things a lot more clearly without them on. He stood up and left the bedroom with his glasses in hand.
He went to his office and sat down at the computer. When it came on, he had to back up, it was too large, which was weird because he hadn't changed any settings on it. He went to the control panel and lowered the font, restarted the computer and when it came on, it seemed to be at the right font. He began messing around on his computer for the next hour or so.
While he was messing around on the internet, he kept hearing a low buzzing flying by his ear. He looked up and realized that it was a fly. He watched it fly by and kept coming closer and then flew away. As he watched it, he noticed that it seemed to start to slow down. Then it just stopped in midair. He reached out and grabbed it but didn't kill it. He opened his palm and saw that it lay in the middle, wings barely moving, 'Correction' he thought, it is moving, but slower.
