Chapter twelve

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Zoe

We stood on the porch of this "Collins" guy as Mallory knocked on the dark wood door. After three knocks a young man, probably in his twenties, opened it.
"Ah, Mallory. Looks like you accepted my offer." He glaced at us.
"And you brought some friends." He smiled. Sevral red flags went off in my head. He seemed off. He was compleatly covered in sweat and seemed drunk. He had a weird limp and sometimes dragged his foot as he lead us inside.
"So you said your friend had been attack and not even 24 hours later she started acting strange. Explain." Collins demanded.
"Well, let's start with the most concerning. Last night we couldn't find Madison anywhere. When we checked in the bathroom there was this large wolf that ran out, then disapeared on the street. We went back to check and there was blood eveywhere with scraps of fabric from her top scattered as well. But than the next morning she showed up perfectly fine." Mallory explained.
"Well... It was a full moon last night.." Collins muttered. I don't know what it is but  he is really starting to creep me out. I don't know why though, it's weird.
"I mean Madison could've shifted than ran off. I guess we'll have to find out." I that last thing I heard was a flick, as if he was opening a pocket knife.

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