Werewolfs (Double bill)

Barry on the other hand was new to the streets and had met Bobby two days ago. Bobby had taken the youngster under his wing so to speak. Barry was in his thirties and had left home because he couldn't stand his step father. The man was a wanker and belittled Barry every chance he got. Barry would teach them a lesson by going on the streets for a few weeks, and then he would come home. He had always lived at home, and was at the moment between jobs."Give me that bottle," Bobby said and took the bottle from Barry."Cold night tonight Bobby," Barry said and shivered."Cold my arse you wait till it snows my boy then you will know cold," Bobby said and took a swig of the cheap gin.Barry shivered again no way he would be in his warm bed by the time it snowed."What was that," Barry said looking at the river bank it went upwards into some trees."What was what you wanker," Bobby slurred his words now."I heard a noise in them trees," Barry said pointing up to the trees."Well go and have a look then you tosser," Bobby always got abusive when he was drunk which was most of the time. Barry went up the slope and paused at the tree line he looked in closer, and saw two mean looking eyes staring back at him!"Holy," he managed to say and then the beast was on him as he turned to run.