It was a normal day in the small island resort Crocs Cove. The temperature was great, warm with a cool sea breeze. Furs of all species occupying the beach, chatting in local cafés and bars, and families in the park. This was reason enough for anyone to be outside.
Nick was your average cat. He was pure black with white frosted ear tips. He was wearing his favorite white jacket, blue t-shirt, and white jeans. He was in his room writing a special song for a special night tomorrow. He and his band got a gig for a bunch of money for a concert, The Beach Party Extravaganza. He had his windows open to take in the lovely breeze. The feeling of the wind kept making him doze off, but he would wake up and continue as usual.he was going to rock it as usual. Nothing was going to stop him... Yet.
He decides to take a break and head to the patio. As he heads out he sees the resort. His patio overlooks part of the beach and the streets. He sees the families having fun and locals relaxing in the cafés. "Maybe it would be better to get out of here. I need a drink." He mainly drinks water to hydrate his voice, but tonight was a celebration. He looks over the street again. He become witness to the most unforgettable event.
He looks on to the street, all of a sudden, screams are heard from the distance. As he hears this an explosion is seen from the distance. "What the..." He did not finish. The shockwave picks him off his feet, and throws him through the patio door. As he hits the ground, the screams get louder. He tries to pick himself up, but falls over, screaming in agony. He has a shard of glass from the patio door in his arm. He grips the shard and yanks it out. It didn't hurt as much. Probably the adrenaline. He hears a hard bashing and screaming. Someone wants in. That scream...
It was Dave. He was the rhythm guitarist." What was going on?" He said with a bit of delerious confusion. He pulls himself up, grips his arm, and stumbles to the door. The knocking stopped. "Dave." There was no answer. "Dave, what's happening." He looks through the peep hole. There was nothing there. Nick looks through, then appears a bloodshot eye, staring back at him. He jumps back and yells "What the FUCK!?" Whatever looked at him was savage. Then, it started to bash on the door, trying to break it down. He crawls to the patio, pulls himself to his feet, and looks back outside. There was nothing but carnage. Men ripped to shreds and eaten. Women Shredded. The children...
The beast on the other side punches through the door. It sticks its muzzle trough the hole. It was bloodied. It was also sniffing. A deep growl was heard and then barking and screaming. It threw otself at the door. It wanted Nick. Nick slowly stumbles into the bathroom. He falls down again, this time becoming dizzy from bloodloss. The beast threw itself in the room. It must have been a dog. It spotted him immediately, and started bashing and scratching the door open. Nick starts to fade, his vision blurring and blackening as the door caves in. Nick passes out.
He wakes up next to the dogs corpse, and a flash light in his eye.