Far Horizons: Tales of Sci-Fi, Fantasy and Horror. Issue #15 June 2015 | Page 16

should string up the son bitch responsible for that.

werewolf existed that was like them books and films
but the young, they read the storeys and watched the
films and thought they knew the truth.

The sheriff looked at Sally Ann, wondering to himself,
how long had she been affected? A few days and it
would wear off quickly, a week or two and she would
be like this for weeks. A month or more and it was
permanent. She would mourn and cry for a while, but
she would always want the company of the monsters.
It was like an addiction. Unless she was strong she
would seek them out, but she wasn’t strong, not strong
enough to have resisted the first time.

Some vampire or werewolf came sniffing around,
and they didn’t run, didn’t call for the men folk. They
thought they knew. They wanted to see some handsome supernatural being that would be their lover.
They should have run but they didn’t, they stayed
long enough for—What was it the Discovery Channel
called it?—Phere something’s, yea pheromones, to
take effect and that was it. They were prey.
Once the scent took over they couldn’t see the truth,
the smell, the touch, all some sort of dream. That was
how the monsters got their prey, how they fed. It was
something to do with sex, so it worked on the teenagers strongest and the ones who read the books or
watched the films, they were taken even worse.
What sort of foolish girl would believe a monster
like a bloodsucking vampire or flesh-eating werewolf
would make a lover, or want to take a demon or supernatural freak to their beds. But they did. Twilight, pah,

She would run away from home and find her way
to the big city. Search out one of them underground
clubs, find more monsters, give herself to them. Then
someday soon they would find her in a dark alley,
throat torn out and drained of blood or maybe half
eaten. Then the phone call would come, and the sheriff
would have to drive out here and break the news to her
father.
Dammed shame, she had been a good kid.
Bloody monsters!

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