Suddenly, the snarls turned to yelps, and the creature with one last burst of energy freed itself from his grasp, turned and leapt from the car. He watched it bolt through the camp, which was now fully lighted, and disappear into the darkness beyond.
Meanwhile, three other battles continued to rage.
A few feet from the Winnebago's back door the Rabbi swung a lighted torch keeping a single wolf at bay, but slowly losing ground. As he gasped for breath, Farley saw Melanie advance stealthily around the camper's rear carrying a small can. When she squeezed it, a narrow stream of fluid shot from a tiny nozzle six feet through the air and onto the wolf's back. Instantly, the carnivore spun to fend off a rear advance, Melanie continuing to spray the fluid into its snarling face. Instinctively,
