A Wolf Story - pt 2Time passes. The doctor tells me I am suffering from psychosis, but it's all going to be okay. I am here now and he can help. I just have to remain calm and be a good girl and soon they will undo my straps."Behave. Be good and you can sit at the window and look outside. Won't that be nice? We just need to be sure you won't hurt anybody. Sure you won't hurt yourself. Drugs. Therapy. It will all be okay, Helene."He knows my name. I want to believe him, but the howling. I still hear it. I miss them and I am still afraid."We can make that go away."I want the fear to go. But the howling."That will go too. Soon, you won't have to be afraid anymore."I don't want the howling to go. I don't want to forget them. I just don't want to be afraid. I don't want to hunt or kill. I just want to laugh and dance."They are not real, Helene. Your mind created them. Soon, they will be gone and you will feel like you again. Wouldn't you like that?"
A Wolf Story - pt 1Sometimes I wonder if it wasn't all a dream. They try to tell me it was as they pat my hand and stick the needle in my vein. Warmth floods through me and I can touch the calm again. I stop pulling at my restraints and the florescent lights dim.Calm.Calm.But then I close my eyes and I can hear the others howling, howling. They're calling to me. "Come home. Come home." But I can't. I won't. I am afraid. I miss them.Dancing, twirling beneath the moonlight. Hopping, playing, tails wagging, tongues lolling. They are so beautiful, so free. They tell me I can be free too. Free to dance and twirl and hop and play. Oh how I want to. I want to.But then the music stops.It is unfair, they say, how good human flesh tastes. They do not need to eat it. They're just like anybody else. They eat beef and pork, broccoli and green beans, chocolate and peanut butter. But then the Hunger comes, the Fury rises, and they must Hunt. Sometimes a deer. Sometimes other animals. Sometimes only human flesh wi