WOLF LODGE

Ha-Ha, hello again Kiddies! I am just preparing for an OVERFRIGHT GETAWAY up, in the mountains heh-heh! We’ll GHOST marshmallows over a fire, slumber in our SLEEPING HAGS, and OF CORPSE, tell scary stories like this one. It’s about an AX-CLUSIVE lodge hidden up, within the mountains, WERE, WOLVES howl and prowl during a specific SLIME OF YEAR! At a place known as…
On an early-Winter evening, back in 1920, there was a lodge up, in the mountains of southern-Colorado, with a sign outside of it that read: “WOLF LODGE EST. 1807” in capital-letters of white on it. Within Wolf Lodge, there were a trio of gentleman standing around a roaring-fireplace together. "Ah, Edwards, it 'tis splendid to have you back here for this special evening" one of the gentlemen said to another one and grinned at him. "Why, thank you, Clark. It sure 'tis splendid to see you back here also" Edwards said back to him, smiling and putting his hand on Clark's shoulder. "Well, it 'tis indeed splendid to see both of you gentlemen once again this year" the third gentleman said to Clark and Edwards, "Why, thank you Winston likewise" they replied to him. Edwards, Clark and Winston walked across the room together to a bar. Clark went behind the bar and poured a bottle of Scotch into three glasses then. He, Winston and Edwards each drank a glass of Scotch. During the night, a thief drove a car up the mountainside, to Wolf Lodge. He had a gun on the passenger-seat beside him, along with a sack filled with jewelry. He parked, and got out of the car with his gun and bag of jewelry, putting his gun into his coat-pocket.
The crook knocked on one of the double-doors of Wolf Lodge and Edwards opened them. "Good evening, sir, how may I assist you?" Edwards asked the thief. "Hello, I am lost sir. May I please spend the night here?" he replied. "Why, of course, sir. Welcome to Wolf Lodge here" Edwards answered. During the evening, the thief slept within a bed. Edwards, Winston and Clark were seated in chairs by the bar, smoking cigars together. "That man upstairs who came here this evening, 'tis a crook gentlemen. I walked passed the bedroom, and he was listening to the radio. There was a news broadcast on it about him and he laughed and turned the radio off" Clark explained to Edwards and Winston. "Oh, my, then Mr. Franks, shall be our target for this evening, Clark" Edwards replied. Outside, the moon became full and as Mr. Franks slept in bed, the sounds of Clark, Winston and Edwards screaming loudly were heard. Meanwhile, two policemen arrived at Wolf Lodge and the one parked their police-car beside the robber's car then. There were the sounds of wolves howling coming from within Wolf Lodge, making the policemen look at the place, surprised. "Are there wolves in there, Officer Mayfield?" one policeman asked the other. "Sure sounds like it Deputy Hitchens" Officer Mayfield replied to him. Both Deputy Hitchens and Officer Mayfield rushed to the double-doors and knocked on them.
A dark-brown-furred-werewolf approached the bed that Mr. Franks slept in, growling lowly. It had white-shining-eyes and it shook the crook's shoulder with its furry, white-clawed-hand, waking him. "Mr. Franks!" the werewolf said in Clark's voice to the thief. Mr. Franks screamed in surprise and horror, rushing out to the one end of the bedroom as fast as he could, grabbing his gun off of a chair. He aimed the gun at the werewolf that was Clark, shooting it twice within its brown furry chest. The beast howled in pain, clutching its chest with its white-clawed-hands, and green slime oozed out of its bullet-wounds. The werewolf came towards Mr. Franks then, growling deeply. The thief ran out of the bedroom. As Mr. Franks ran through the hall, the werewolf walked out of the bedroom, showing its beige-colored-fangs and blinking its glowing-eyes of white. Officer Mayfield and Deputy Hitchens opened the double-doors and walked into Wolf Lodge together. They walked passed the flickering-fire in the fireplace and when they heard eerie howling, both cops grabbed their pistols, aiming them out, in front of themselves. The thief ran to the end of the hallway, and looked back, seeing the eerie werewolf coming, growling lowly at him. Mr. Franks screamed in horror and ran around the corner, reaching a staircase. The cops looked up, seeing him run down the staircase. Officer Mayfield and Deputy Hitchens ran over to the foot of the stairs, aiming their guns up, at Mr. Franks. He stopped on the stairs and shot at them, but they ducked out of the way. They then both shot at him, Mr. Franks ducked out of the way too, and the werewolf that was Clark got to the top of the stairs, growling. Officer Mayfield and Deputy Hitchens screamed, seeing the monster. They ran and the crook ran the rest of the way down the stairs. Both Deputy Hitchens and Officer Mayfield ran for the double-doors, Mr. Franks ran to Deputy Hitchens, grabbed his arm, the cop turned around and the thief punched him right in his face. The cop fell backwards to the floor and the thief kicked his pistol out of his hand, grabbed him by the arm, and helped him to his feet. Mr. Franks held his own gun to the cop's face, causing Deputy Hitchens to gasp in surprise and fear. Officer Mayfield looked into a window of Wolf Lodge from outside and gasped in horror as Mr. Franks grabbed the other cop's arm and Deputy Hitchens turned around. Within the lodge, the thief held his gun to the cop's back and they both quietly walked behind a large pillar.
Clark who was the werewolf walked downstairs, quietly growling deeply and walked passed the pillar that Deputy Hitchens and Mr. Franks hid behind, standing. The beast walked into the kitchen. Mr. Franks forced Deputy Hitchens upstairs, holding the gun tightly to his back. Mr. Franks forced Deputy Hitchens into the bedroom and the thief closed the door behind them. “Alright, Officer, I will grab my jewelry that I stole and get outta here. But not before blowin’ a hole in your head first!” Mr. Franks threatened Deputy Hitchens. He aimed his weapon at the cop’s forehead, causing him to gasp in terror. The thief latched the door quickly, still aiming his gun at Deputy Hitchens. The doorknob turned and then shook suddenly. Both the cop and the crook looked at the door. An ax chopped a hole in the door and both men screamed then. The axe kept chopping into the door, and the eerie sounds of low growling were heard. Mr. Franks grabbed the bag of stolen jewelry off the chair, along with his coat and put his coat on. The axe was yanked out of the door and the one holding it put their face into the huge hole in the door. It was another werewolf, growling deeply. It had: caramel-colored-eyes, light-brown-fur, and huge, white fangs. Both men screamed at the monster. "Good evening, Officer, Mr. Franks shall not kill you sir. He shall be ours!" the werewolf said to Deputy Hitchens in the voice of Edwards. Then, the werewolf that was Edwards continued to chop the door down. Mr. Franks got to the window and the cop unlatched the door, shaking in fear. The broken-door burst-open and the werewolf that was Edwards came into the bedroom, growling away at the thief. Mr. Franks shot at the monster, but missed. Then it swung its axe at him, he ducked and ran out of the room. The light brown-furred-werewolf came running out of the bedroom, growling with the ax in its clawed-hands. Deputy Hitchens ran out of the room too then. 
The thief ran downstairs and Officer Mayfield saw him from by the fireplace. The cop aimed his gun at the crook, firing at him, but Mr. Franks ducked out of the way of the bullet. The crook ran out one of the double-doors. As he got to his car, a third werewolf with black fur and a yellowish face and ears, held his steering-wheel within its clawed-hands. It growled deeply at Mr. Franks with its solid-black eyes staring at him, and the crook screamed and ran off. “WE SHALL FIND YOU, MR. FRANKS!” the beast shouted in Winston’s voice. The werewolf that was Clark ran through the woods, growling deeply, blinking his solid white eyes, as snow blew into his dark brown fur. The beast’s tongue hung out of its mouth as it showed its beige-colored-fangs. Behind it was the werewolf that was Edwards, running with its ax in its clawed-hands, as snow flew in its light brown fur. Behind it was the werewolf that was Winston, growling away eerily. Mr. Franks ran through the falling-snow, passed trees as the werewolves howled away suddenly. He panted and made it to a tree, putting his one hand with his gun on it, catching his breath. The orange light of the full-moon shined down on the tree and the crook. The thief moved into the shadow of the tree. A growl was heard and the shadowy-axe struck the shadowy-crook, causing him to gasp and cough suddenly. The shadowy crook fell over dead then. The werewolf that was Edwards howled deeply again, as the beast stood in the moonlight and the other two werewolves ran to the shadowy-corpse of Mr. Franks then, growling away. All three monsters kneeled over it and sounds of eating were heard. Later that night, Officer Franks and Deputy Hitchens sat on bar stools at the bar within Wolf Lodge. Clark, Edwards and Winston looked human again and stood behind the bar. Clark poured Scotch from a bottle into five glasses and took one. The four others each took one glass. "Thank you for inviting us to spend the night gentlemen. That bedroom upstairs will be cozy tonight" the cops said to Clark, Edwards and Winston, smiling. "Our pleasure, Officer Mayfield and Deputy Hitchens sirs. It was a very difficult evening for all of us indeed. But the feast for the three of us was delicious!" Winston replied, smiling back. They all drank their glasses of Scotch as "The Blue Danube Waltz" By Johann Strauss II played on a record on a record player in the room. Outside, the skeleton of Mr. Franks sat against the tree within the orange moonlight. 
What a FEAR-EST that turned out to be Kiddies. Poor Mr. Franks got caught in the MOONFRIGHT because he had to PAWS heh-heh-heh-heh. It was a SHARP IDEA for Edwards to save Deputy Hitchens from Mr. Franks by using that ax. Those wolf-men found out WERE Mr. Franks had gone ha-ha-ha-ha. AT BEAST they had the cops SPEND THE FRIGHT hee-hee-hee!