Excerpt: Bark at the Moon

or need to apologize to anyone’s family.
You might be wondering who the hell I am and why am I shooting a demon. Of course like most ordinary people, you are wondering how I’m shooting a demon because you probably don’t believe in demons, or you think they are figments of someone’s imagination. If you’re one of those new age-y types and I know, I just insulted you, then you think they are mists of smoke that make people do things they really just don’t want to take the blame for. However, I’m here to tell you all that is shit.
Now you know a little bit about me. I’m not going to tell you a fairy tale, but I’m going to be hard core. That’s why I shot the demon. It was trying to eat a kids brain during trick or treating. Halloween is the worst time. So, I chased it down and alley and now it’s shit smelling ooze and when the garbage collector comes to take the garbage they will just think that some dog got sick, a whole lot.