Nothing interesting appears at his window.

It's around ten when he hears a crash outside.

… He gets up and looks out.

There's a stranger with unnecessary claws and fur!

He's chasing someone.

How far away are they and why the fuck does he not have a gun.

Right outside his house, by the front door.

He grabs his jacket and decides to be recklessly suicidal.

He's out the front door in about ten seconds.

The other stranger runs away. 

The menacing hulk approaches him.

"– The fuck are you?"

Not very talkative, apparently. 

He reaches for him with a claw, rushing towards him with surprising speed.

– Tyler turns tail and tries to get away –

Nope.

The claws pierce his skin.

The stranger howls.

The stranger is now being attacked by another stranger.

He also seems to have rather distinctive bone ridges on his face, and lots of fur.

Tyler tries not to cry out too badly and shakes around far too much than he probably should trying to get loose–

He wrestles the other...creature...off of him.

Hissing. Hissing through his teeth.

Tyler tries to get up and again run back.

They seem busy fighting each other, now.

When he's nearly back to his door he looks back, makes sure of it, then runs inside and grabs his dad – tells him it's important, they need to get out of there – and runs to grab a set of keys and a knife.

The sounds of the scuffle fade.

He checks out the window, and – again, recklessly, checks out the back door.

Rather quiet.

His dad interrupts him, looking worried.

"– Hold on a sec."

If Tyler looks around the rest of the building, being almost literally suicidal in his non-expert opinion.

Fur and blood! No one attached to it, though.

After a minute more, he goes back to the backdoor.

Then he has to convince his dad to be less panicked and just hold tight while he locks most of the doors – grabs some medical equipment quickly – and checks out the window periodically while he fixes up his wound.

Nothing exciting happens.

It's really a normal town.