Is that a moco?

"C'mon!  This way!" yelled the driver to his friends as they fled from the stolen BMW he wrapped around a metal traffic light pole. 

"Hurry Up!"

The late summer night was moonless, which made the sky black with darkness.  They immediately slipped off the main roads and into the residential neighborhood where street lights were scattered.  Most houses were dark expect for the few night owls still watching TV with the blue glow dancing through their windows. Huffing and puffing, the group of juveniles started to slow down.

"My head hurts," stated the front seat passenger as he fingered a goose egg on his forehead from bouncing off the windshield during the crash.

"Keep moving!  The cops will be coming," barked the driver as they hustled down the sidewalks. 

Distance was their friend. Soon, sirens started to pierce the still night air as fire engines and ambulances raced to the intersection of the wrecked car.

"Ha!" stated the driver. "When they get there, ain't no one in the car," he smirked as the group continued to flee the area.

Lurking through the neighborhood was a lone set of headlights.  Up and down the side streets a police cruiser methodically searched for movement.  Feral cats dashing from trash cans flashed through the headlights until, in the distance, a small group crossed the end of the street.

"Shit! Run!  It's a cop car!"  Together, the group sprinted and darted around a short fence to hide.  The police car slowly drove by with its spotlight sweeping the area.

"When he leaves, I'm outta here!" stated the driver as he crouched in preparation to climb the tall wooden fence.  As the cruiser disappeared from sight, he jumped and kicked his way over the fence while the rest of the group sat motionless.

"I'm scared," admitted the front seat passenger to his friends who wrapped their arms around their legs as they had pulled their knees to their chests.  "What'll we do?" he asked.

No one answered.

Distant, muffled voices were detected as the group stiffened while straining their ears.  In addition to the far off voices, a hoarse breathing was barely heard.  It sounded like someone being partially choked. And, it was getting louder.  And louder.  And louder.

Suddenly, a black colored dog was passing them on the sidewalk.  His head was down as if smelling a trail and behind him was a long, tight leash.  Everyone held their breath as two cops also passed  with one holding onto the leash.

The passenger held his finger up to his lips to signal to his friends to keep quiet.  Please let them keep walking down the street he kept telling himself.  They were hidden behind trashcans and a VW bug parked in the driveway blocked his view of what the dog was doing.

Suddenly, the black dog zipped around the front of the VW, ears perked and eyes fiery with focus as his nose probed the air. 

"Is that a fuckin' werewolf," he weakly murmured as suddenly, the dog exploded through the trashcans and bit his lower leg.  He leaned back to offset the dog's strength, but it did nothing as the dog plucked him out from his hiding spot.  Like a rag doll, the dog yanked him one way and then the other as the officers moved in, yelling orders for everyone to show their hands.

The handler removed the K9 from his leg as he cried, both from fear and from pain.  His shrieking friends were panic stricken from his screaming as it sounded like he was being eaten alive. 

In the distance, the driver heard the blood curdling screams and goose bumps raised on his skin as a chill shuttered through his body.  Fuck, I hope that doesn't happen to me he kept telling himself as he listened to police cars enter the area with their radios filling the night air with police talk.

Back beside the trashcans, an officer approached the injured passenger and pointed to his forehead and asked, "Is that a moco?"

"What?" asked the passenger as paramedics began to treat his injury.

"Oh, never mind.  I thought that was a big booger...it's actually a fat globule from your leg!" concluded the officer.

The driver nearly felt relieved when a cop barked orders at him to come out of his hiding spot.  He hesitated while scanning the area for the police dog and when no K9 was seen, he complied with the instructions and was arrested.. 

 He was thankful he did not experience what he had listened to his friend endure...