"This is Janet Eisner, live from Southcreek Mall." The brunette reporter stood outside of the mall as the sun began to set, she was a young woman, fresh out of college and doing her time in a small market, the most she had done before was covering small puff pieces around the city, but had been thrilled when the news director picked her to cover the top news story for the five o'clock news. "About a hour ago, more than a dozen teenagers dressed up in Halloween wolf costumes took over the mall, barricading the entrances. We spoke with a few shoppers who were lucky enough to escape."
She turned her head as the prerecorded interview played, a woman in her mid sixties had slipped out of the employees exit in the midst of the chaos. She had hoped to get an interview with the police or at least SWAT when they arrived, yet so far everyone had been rather tight lipped. She gave her watch one last check before turning her focus back to the camera as the red light came back on. "So far she is the only hostage who has been able to escape, we will keep you updated if anything changes."
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"This is Janet Eisner, live from Southcreek Mall." She repeated in a rush as they had to cut in on sports, adrenaline pumped through her veins as she glanced behind her shoulder. "As you can see behind me, the police and SWAT are finally making their move to get the hostages out of the mall."
She turned more, allowing the camera to focus squarely on the door to the food court, as dark figures seemed to move about inside the now pitch black mall. "It seems they are approaching the doors to the food court now." She narrated as the team of twelve heavily armed police officers hunched next to the glass doors, ready to throw a smoke bomb in. Just as a second officer signaled to open the automatic double doors, the first pulled his arm back to release the smoke bomb, something shot out of the double doors, ripping the officer to shreds and setting off the bomb.
"What was that? What's happening?" Janet yelled as a cloud of gray smoke enveloped the police officers. Suddenly the sound of gun shots and screaming rang out, sending both her and her camera man diving towards the ground. "It sounds like the teenagers who took over the mall earlier are... are.." Her mouth opened and closed as she struggled to find the words. What emerged from the smoke was not human, but what looked like a mixture of a human and a wolf, blood dripping from its maw.
Then another emerged, and another, each with a different color pelt. "I am counting, five.. six... ten...fifteen.." Her eyes widened as more and more seemed to pour out of the mall, the reports had said that there was only a dozen at most Halloween costumed teens, but the number coming out of the mall just kept rising and rising. "The police seem to be clearly out numbered here."
Janet rose to her knees, looking at her panicked stricken camera man, the red light was on, she had to be professional. "We should probably move back to another position before.." She saw the horror in her camera man's eyes as the camera slipped from his grip and fell to the ground, her breath caught in her mouth as what felt like a car landed on her back and forced her to the ground. In the camera's lens she could see the werewolf on her back, it's drool dripping down her suit jacket.
She gasped in air, struggling to scream as the wolf's claws ripped through her skirt, something warm, hard, and definitely not human began to probe in her most private of places. "Please.. someone help." She wheezed, her eyes focused on the red light, they were still broadcasting, her attack was going out to all the channels in town, some one, any one had to be coming to help. Then she felt it find its purchase, and the pointed canine penis moved inside of her inch by horrific inch.
"HELP! HELP!" She begged through tears, scratching at the gravel ground as her nails ripped away, the next grab of gravel tore deeper as dark claws ripped through her now bloody nail beds. "HELP! ITS STARTING TO FEEL GOOD!" She begged, in the lens of the camera, she could see her eyes, the brown in them beginning to change to gold.