Nighttime Hunt

High pitched screams echo the
alleyway where she was found.
Gutted and disposed by the dark of
night wrapped in a cloak.
Fog covers the skies to shield
the danger that hides.
It lurks in the shadows
so, no one knows when it comes out.
Her body laid there pouring out
the remains of what made her whole.
Inspectors survey the scene for
clues to who's this mean.
Bent back nails from the fight
she entailed gives way to skin and
hair that had never been seen.
Hair taken and examined,
found to be animal like none known.
Screams ring out again drawing Inspectors
to what groans.
Upon reaching the scene inspectors,
can't believe what they see.
Werewolf thought only come from tales,
real before their eyes, nightmare sure to endure.
Firing rounds at the prowler sends it fleeing
for higher ground.
Victim lays in a puddle wallowing back and forth,
in the torment that lingered before.
Inspectors gain pace on the wolf arming themselves
with silver like out of the books.
Silver bullets they've constructed hoping to
end this evil that's running.
Entering the darkened underpass Inspectors light
torches to bring some light.
The light reveals this danger,
lashing out and impaling many to satisfy
it's hunger.
Inspectors gain the upper hand upon striking
the wolf with bullets of silver piercing it's mane.
Brought to it's knees,
Inspectors unload everything they need
watching this bleed.
The end catches Inspectors surprise when noticing
it's nothing more then a man in a costume.
With stunned eyes and frozen in space,
screams ring out once more followed by a howl.
Leaving them in disarray.