Friends with Fred again

Before you can do anything the wolf charges into the room. "Right!" he says "It's time we had a little talk! Why did you lock me out?"

"You went for me!" you reply.

"Because you were wasting time phoning an empty house...Alright, I'm sorry I scared you like that." He holds out a paw "Freinds?"

"Freinds. " you say, shaking his paw. "What is this place?"

"I belong to a local occult group." replies Fred "This is our circle. My home is the only place with room for it."

"If you're into the occult, can you tell me why there's a pentagram on the palm of my hand?" you ask, showing Fred the strange scar that's appeared.

"Oh my!" gasps Fred "What have I done?"

"What have you done?"

"I bit you!" he says "You're a werewolf!"

Written by AR Jackson

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