Howl at the moon

The moon is rising. I'm tired. Haven't slept for days. If I go to sleep, the howling starts inside my head, an inhuman howl, like that of an animal. I'm scared. I'm scared because I know... I know the animal of my dreams is coming after me. He's coming to get me, devour me. What – you don't believe me? Take a look. Yes. Take a look into my eyes. You see it? You see it spreading like a disease? Wait until you go to sleep, then your animal would come out... the howling would begin... then you'll see... believe me.
***
I demand a recount
The edge of the city. I stand here hesitating, not sure if I should go forwards or stay. I go, not looking back. I count my steps as I walk, remembering how the clouds came. I've seen it on the net. It was all over YouTube, cities falling, crumbling to dust until nothing was left. One by one, websites disappeared. Our connection to the outside world... I'm not sure there's anything left, but I'm going to find out. I'm counting my steps. One, two, three, or is it four? I think I missed a few steps. I demand a recount.
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The fencing master
I live by the sword. I crush my opponents like mosquitos, like bugs. I despise them. All of them. They have no class, no elegance. Look at them, clumsily trying to attack. I dance around them. I'm an artist. They are merely amateurs. There is this new guy. Here he comes. Can't wait to show him the tip of my sword. Up close. Here we go. What's that? How could he get away with that? I don't believe it. That's not fair. You cheated. I know you cheated. I'm going to prove it. You'll be sorry. I demand a rematch.
***
Matzo tower
“What have you done to my tower?” asked the midget butler with the cigar in a horrified shriek. The robot, built from the remains of his sister Cee looked at him and smiled, showing two line of white teeth. The robot seemed to be missing one of her teeth. “What, don't you like it?” she asked. “No, I don't. It's too mechanical. Please put it back the way you found it.” The mechanical Cee just smiled and said “Sorry, but we are all out of matzo.” With that, she pushed the midget butler back into oblivion, where he came from.
***
The end is near
Both kids stared at the last of the chicken wings. They knew the minute one of them raises his eyes, it's the end of that chicken, so they continued staring at it with the intensity of laser beams gnawing a hole through a Klingon vessel. This continued for what seemed like hours, though it was probably more like five minutes. “Mike, Stuart,” the voice of their mother called all of a sudden. They lifted their eyes just for a second, but that was enough. When their eyes where back on the plate, the chicken wing was gone. Their father belched.
Planet Z
The condescending prick fencing master patted me on the back.
If he says “for a werewolf” I will tear his throat out.
I am tired of his patronizing tone.
Sure enough, he starts with “For a werewolf, fought well” and my clawsslash through his neck.
My parents locked me in this tower to keep the monster at bay, but theygave me fencing and riding lessons in an attempt to civilize me.
I resist the urge to howl in victory. Instead, I count the coins from hispurse.
I count them again. Just enough to get me to Vienna.