Ron and Dave were getting snacks at the Wawa while I pumped gas. Brad was sleeping. When I finished getting gas I walked over to the outdoor bathroom. My back hurt from not going in some time. When I found it was locked I walked into the woods. I could still be seen by the gas station patrons so I walked on further into the woods. At some point I found the woods had become forest and the gas station had disappeared. I unzipped my pants and enjoyed the silence. As I began peeing a wolf jumped at my back and began clamping down on the back of my neck. Instead of throwing it off, my first instinct was to pull up my pants. I was able to button my pants but not zip up as the wolf threw me towards the whole pack of them. These weren't beautiful wolves. These wolves had the eyes of humans who thirsted for blood. I reached for my Leatherman but it was still in the van. So, I had to depend the power of my fists. The anger made me stronger and I pounded the sides of the werewolves with great might. I felt I had a third eye but later found it to just be a gash on my forehead from the claws of a beast.
Afterward, I felt like I had a terrible hangover. Even though I was sore, I enjoyed the silence. I heard a rustling of leaves, not wolf paws but human feet. I couldn't tell you how I got back but before I passed out I heard a man talking:
"When i am defeated by the pack of wolves in the forest below the castle cliff, it will be King Diamond who will carry me over his shoulder so that someday I will get my revenge."
We had an okay show that night.
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