Endangered Horror Species Zoo, Part I

Alas, you may have noticed if you’ve looked around the world these days, you don’t see werewolves or zombies, no vampires or mummies at play. The whole world seems to have lost that thade of mystery we once knew, The creatures that stalked us of old have become remarkably few. There’s still a few out there, I know, good old Dogman up in Michigan, but for many of these creatures their wild days have come to an end. Now what’s the reason for this loss? What has brought about this strange thing? That’s easy enough to explain, we humans are great at killing! Yes, just as with normal animals, we kill off what might be a threat, something threaten might endanger out lives is something that we can’t abet. So just like predators and small pox we saw the job was done, heck, we published how to kill them in all of our horror fiction! Stakes, silver, garlic, and headshots, we let all the world know how to win, to the point out nights have become safe, free of all the creatures of sin. But if you still want to see them then I have some good news for you, you can see them all down at the Endangerer Horror Species Zoo! Now we got ghouls, goblins, wendigos, your Demons, your banshees, and sprites, we got all of the B-team monsters, but most folks come for the big five. I guess we should start with the werewolf, each must roam in his own separate pen, their spacious and lined in silver leaf, we don’t want them getting out again. The only ones left are the old ones, so old they no longer transform, they just stay werewolves all the time, apparently this is the norm. whatever the case, it’s good for us, people can see them fur and all, through a foot-thick one way mirror that forms the enclosure front wall. These eight foot beasts eat messily, yet people gather when they feed, yhey act appalled by the whole thing, Yet they consistently watch the scene. And when those lycans howl loud it pieces right down to the soul, ten times the fear of a normal wolf, the spine tingles, and blood runs cold. But people like feeling afraid so long as they know they are safe, sometimes we’ll drop a rabbit in there so folks can watch the beast give chase. Why do so few of these beast remain? think silver bullets plus machine gun, most of them now are heads on a wall, we’re luck to have more than one... CONTINUES IN PART II.