It was a dark and stormy night. A wolf could be heard howling in the distance. The shadow of a witch could be seen on the full moon, which was really, really big. A wolf howled again. But wait… …there is only one breed of wolf that howls twice in a row like that- Wolfhook! Little Susan was lying in her bed peacefully having just been read a nighttime story about a man who turned into a wolf at the full moon- a man, who was already dead- in fact, a man who was a pirate in life. They used to call him Captain Hook. When he died and was resurrected as a wolf, he retained his infamous hook and became Wolfhook.

Susan knew Wolfhook wasn’t real, or did she? Suddenly, Wolfhook crashed through the window. He looked bloodthirsty. Wolfhook slashed at Susan’s bed, and sliced open her teddy. Wolfhook was insane. Susan sprang into action. She dashed to her closet to retrieve her tranquilizer gun. She nailed Wolfhook- square in the chest. Wolfhook howled once again. Susan shot once again. Wolfhook fell. Susan ran downstairs to get her parents, but by the time they got back, all that was left of Wolfhook was one of his bloody hooks on the floor.

Wolfhook survived another close encounter, but left one hook short. They all knew that someday Wolfhook would be back to fetch his precious hook. Someday… But Susan would be prepared. Her dad bought her an AR-37 assault rifle to use next time Wolfhook dared step foot in her bedroom. But Susan was also forgetting one thing. Only a diamond bullet could kill Wolfhook. Only a diamond…