MONSTER HUNTER

How about a GAME OF RED HOT POKER, Kiddies?  I must admit that I like POKING AROUND in it.  You might say I'm quite a CARD eh?  Aha-ha-ha-ha!  I have A FOUR OF HUMAN-HEARTS here and also a tale in my DERANGED-DECK, that DEALS with a cop who wants revenge on a monster, in a bit of CHIN RUMMY entitled...
The snow-covered pines blew slightly in the icy-breeze over in France one day.  It was in winter, 1935, and a policeman drove his patrol-car to a cabin among the pine trees.  As he came in the door, a windowpane smashed and a clawed-hand jutted through it.  A young lady and a girl and boy gasped and screamed, huddled together by a cast-iron stove.  A white-skinned creature smashed its way into the cabin, attacking the woman and children.  Its eyes were solid-black, its lips were black, and its hair was mangy and white, as it ripped its claws into their clothes.  The policeman shot the monster in its white cloak, with his gun.  The thing growled lowly at him with piercing-fangs and fled out the door.  The officer slammed the door, latching it tight and then peered out the broken-window.  The woman and children gasped and calmed down on the floor.  A decade later, the cop was chopping logs with a teenage boy.  "Very good Son, nice and easy.  Remember to steady your axe like I am now" he said to the teen.  "Thank you, Father.  It was around this time in Winter ten years ago, that you saved Alice, Mother and I from that thing that broke into our cabin" he responded.  "Ah, yes it was.  Your Mother, Sister and you were shaking badly I recall, Raphael" the cop remembered.  
That night, Raphael and Alice kept warm by the fire in their cabin, while their father drank a bottle of French Whiskey in his rocking-chair.  "I am going to catch that monster perhaps this Winter this year Sarah my love" he told Raphael's mother in the rocking-chair next to him.  "Oh, you always say that each Winter, Louis!" Sarah replied.  Louis went outside in the falling-snow with a lit-lantern and a shotgun.  Only the sound of the wind was heard and Louis went deep, into the woods, shining his lantern in each direction. Claws gripped his head suddenly.  Louis screamed in horror, firing his shotgun.  The monster growled deeply and scraped Louis's neck with its jagged-claws.  Claw-marks were visible on his neck and the monster attacked Louis as he fought back.  The white-skinned beast gouged its fangs into Louis's arm, biting him viscously, and then Louis pulled the trigger, shooting the thing in its fanged-mouth just as it was going to bite him more.  The thing slumped over dead in the snow.  Louis caught his breath, wandering off.  
Louis finally did get to HAVE A SHOT AT IT eh?  Why, his aim was FANG-TASTIC hee-hee-hee-hee!  He was a very determined HAUNTER indeed heh-heh-heh-heh!