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Hunter: Listening To A Talking Wolf

“It’s impossible for something to be a part of something else. Now, you, for instance cannot legally be owned or possibly be a part of me. It’s impossible in both retrospects, so drop it. Now, who are you? And why are you here?”
You who don’t believe are asking why I am here? This is my home, why are you here?
“Your home? Where is here?”
Well, in your mind, of course.
“MY MIND?! What do you mean, in my mind?!”
I said what I meant and I meant what I said. I live in your mind because I am a part of you, just like you are a part of me. We coexist in one mind, one ever-changing body.
“What the HELL do you mean!?”

The wolf snarled, then continued,
The fact that you don’t know is very, very insulting to our kind, Carlie. You’re a werewolf, darling.
“A WEREWOLF?”

I burst out laughing, and I just couldn’t stop. A werewolf, literally a man turned beast? Yeah right. It was fairytale, it didn’t exist! If it did exist I certainly wasn’t one! Wait… What had my test paper said… It had said werewolf. Uh-oh…

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