One night in the deep woods of England in 1926, when I was younger, I went out for hunting my dinner, I put on my boots, my hat and jacket, I took my rifle, and a knife, and left my cabin, I walked for a while. Far away I saw something that looked like a cow. It was very large and had immense horns, I crawled to get closer and when I could, I got up and shot. Later I was trying to lift the dead body of the cow when in the distance I heard a sound. I didn´t care very much and continued carrying the cow. A while later I heard another noise that sounded like footsteps. In the meanwhile I saw a silhouette in the distance, I took out my rifle and waited for something to jump, then I heard a growl that was behind me. I turned around and saw what looked like a giant rabid wolf. It was as big as a horse, black with red eyes and a sort of green fire coming out of his mouth that seemed to be as thick as saliva.
At that moment I tried to shoot him, I aimed at him, but the bullets did not seem to affect him, he took my rifle with his mouth and broke it completely. Then he jumped on me and left me immobile. I tried to free myself from him but he had me trapped. Then, I pulled my knife from its sheath and stabbed him in the torso so he went aside and writhed in pain.
I took my knife and my hat and I ran, it was so dark that I could not see anything until I fell rolling down a hill and got my leg broken.
I walked for another while until in the distance I could see my cabin so I tried to go as fast as possible but I looked behind me and the wolf was chasing me, I tried to run but my leg prevented me. Even though I managed to get to my house and close the door. So I went to get some bandages and a weapon, I sat in front of the door in my chair and I waited for him to come in. I waited for a while until I heard him. So l rushed to close the blinds. I peeked through a hole in the wall and saw that the wolf was trying to climb onto the roof. It cracked and broke and the wolf fell. At that moment I tried to open the door, but it got stuck, the wolf got up and tried to jump over me from one side to the other. I ran to the fireplace and took the poker hook and when the wolf jumped I extended my arms with the poker and the wolf’s head was impaled. Then he fell to the ground and vanished in the form of ashes without leaving any kind of trace.
