[ WP ] Your car has broken down in the middle of the night on an extremely isolated mountain road in Kentucky . An unknown creature is stalking you as you walk to town . Describe the encounter with the unknown creature . How do you survive the encounter ?

It was a beautiful night out. Perfect 70 degree weather, full moon blazing in the sky like some kind of renegade star. I was driving through a more rural area, on my way to a buddy's party at his enormous lake house. I had brought a cooler full of beer and a few tabs of acid, at his insistence. And I was running late. 
 
 Looking out the window, I could see the barely visible outlines of the valley below me, starting from a hundred foot drop to my right. Another rode ran almost parallel below, which dissapeared into a forest of dense vegetation on all sides. 
 
 I jittered my right leg up and down uncomfortably, crossing my legs over the driver's seat. I really needed to piss. It did n't look like there were any rest stops nearby, and a few power lines on the road below were the only sign of human civilization within my sight. I decided to stop in the middle of road and head for the woods on the left side of the road to relieve myself, bringing along a flashlight. 
 
 I noticed something strange in the nearby bushes, whether it was a smell, a visual clue, or a simple feeling of wrongness. I shuffled through the path of stray branches and shrubs to investigate. A putrid stench I would later recognize as rotting flesh hit me, weaving itself into the mildewy smell of the forest. I ran my flashlight over to see a police officer lying limp on the forest floor. With what looked like a smashed watermelon for a head. His clothes were torn, his ribcage exposed, and his hand was helplessly sprawled over his handgun. I vomited into the bushes immediately, feeling the strain down to my intestines. 
 
 I heard a loud crash from the road, and I now no longer had to worry about having to go. My boxers were thoroughly soaked with fear-urine. I grabbed the officer's gun and ran back to my car, wiping the blood on the gun off on my jeans. 
 
 My car was completely gone. What the fuck is going on? I peered over the ledge and saw what was left of my car smashed on the road down below. Something had flipped it over and sent it tumbling down a hundred foot drop. Was it hit by a truck? I did n't see any. 
 
 I heard a low growl from behind me, and I spun around with my gun. I did n't see anything. Fear gripped me tightly, and I just wanted to curl up in a ball and sleep until everything was okay. I'm not a very brave guy. But the adrenaline hammering through me demanded me to run, demanded me to *survive*. So run I did. I ran as fast as I could in the other direction, away from that infernal growling. I heard an `` arrrooooo'' in the distance. Then the trees lining up to my side began to sway and shake, and a blur like a gust of wind dashed through the forest, closing the distance created by fifteen minutes of running in an instant. Te huge, shadowy figure leaped at me, and I unloaded a round of pistol fire right at it. Pff, pff, pff, pff, they all collided into its chest harmlessly. So I panicked, and did something stupid. I jumped. Off the ledge, into the valley bellow, my fear goading me like a whip. I blacked out when I hit the ground. 
 
 I woke up around two hours later, barely alive. Ribs broken, a fractured elbow, among other things. How was I alive? I was sure the monster jumped after me. It was still dark, and the full moon's presence still provided the only illumination. I struggled to get up, and noticed that I was not alone. 
 
 I got a good look at the monster that stalked me, and chills ran down my spine like a colony of frozen worms. Those shivers were n't from the cold. It was lupine in form, over eight feet long from head to tail, but had more human like limps and body proportions. It had a mouth full of fangs as long as bowie knifes, and paws the size of dinner plates with savage hooked claws at the ends, as long as its fangs, and thicker. And running vertically down its body was a brutal, asymmetrical tear, the monster's blood and entrails spilling across the grass. 
 
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