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Werewolves

After a (angry for Davincent, awkward for me)silence I asked,”So what, exactly, is headquarters for?”
He smiled as brightly as a Vampire could,”Well, why don’t I take you on a tour?”
Yes, please do. And while you’re at it, point out the exit for me.
We walked out of the dark room and out into a hallway. That is when I figured out we were underground. He led me down the hall explaining,”This is where we keep important outsiders. If you choose to join us you will be given another room.”
Did he just say choose?
We went through a few doors, taking some complicated turns down winding hallways until I was positive I was lost. We suddenly walked out into an enormous cavern. There were a few odd trees, soaking up the weak light from the moon-like sphere hanging translucently from the top of the cavern.
Suddenly a Wolf came out of the trees, standing oddly on its hind legs.
“Werewolves!” I whispered, shocked.
Since when do Vampires and Werewolves live together?
I began to wonder if I was losing my mind.

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