Can you make it out alive?

John Centon and Randy Centon were sitting outside on their back porch swinging on the swing. John looked at Randy and noticed that his wolf ears were pointed directly in front of him and his focus was on something in their yard.

"Randy what are you looking at?" John asked, his ears perked up with concern and his tail moving around behind him.

"Shhhh. I'm watching our new neighbor's move in. From what I can see they look very strange." Randy said. John looked in the direction that Randy was looking and saw people moving boxes into the house next door. After a minute John looked away.

Randy saw that one of the people look over at them and then have a look of pure evil on his face. Randy got scared by the look and then turned to John and said." John I think that we should get inside."

John looked at Randy with a confused look om his face. "Why?" He asked. Randy looked back at the neighbors then back at John and said. "I don't like the way that that person is looking at us." John looked back at the neighbors and saw the look on the persons face. "Yea. I think that you are right. Lets get back inside." he said.

They got up and went in the back door. John closed the door and as soon as it was closed then their doorbell went off. "I'll get it." Randy said going to the front door. Before Randy could get to the door he found his new neighbors standing inside their house and the man was holding a covered dish in his hands.

"AHHHH!!!!!!" Randy screamed and fell to their floor, hard. John heard Randy scream and he ran into their living room and towards the front door. John stopped dead in his tracks and stood there for a minute before he started to walk toward Randy slowly.

John knelt down to Randy, who had himself propped up on his elbows, and helped him up off the floor. John stepped in front of Randy and pulled him close behind him. "Hello." The little girl said in a very shy voice. Randy stepped beside John. "Hello. Um.....how did you get into our house......because the door was..uh...locked." Randy said.

The woman smiled at him and then said."No it wasn't." John's ears were on high alert and his tail was just barely moving, John looked at Randy and noticed that he was on high alert also. "Uh...I think that I would know when my own front door was locked." he said.

The man smiled along with the woman and then said."Well sence that we are your guys new neighbors then we thought that we would send over a casserole." The man then held out the dish that he was holding.

Randy looked at John and John did the same. Randy then looked at their new neighboors then took a small step forward and another and another and another until he was at least two feet away from the neighbors he held out his hands and then grabbed hold of the dish. He quickly took his hands away from the dish and looked at his hands and saw that they were a light shade of red.

Randy looked at John and showed him one of his hands. John saw that one of Randys hands was a light shade of red and he immediately knew that the dish was made of pure silver. Randy pulled his gloves out of his back pocket and put them on. Once they were on he grabbed the dish. Randy could still feel the silver through his silver restiant gloves. Randy went to their kitchen and set the dish down on the table and took off his gloves.

Randy saw that his hands were a good shade of red and that his skin was starting to split open. John looked at his neighbors and saw that they weren't affected, except the little girl, by the fact that Randy had gotten harmed by the silver dish. "Well thank you for the casserole. We will bring it back later this week. It was nice meeting you." John said rushing them out the door. He closed the door and went to the kitchen and over to Randy.

"How bad is it? I saw that it was pure silver." John said. "So that's why it even went through my gloves. We need to hurry because my skin is starting to split. We need to clean off the silver residue before it gets in my blood." Randy said. John ran to their utility room and got out their silver treating kit. John ran back to Randy and he set the kit down and opened it and pulled out the silver wash. He opened the bottle and poured some on a cloth and then started to wipe Randys hands. When Randys hands turned back to their original color he then put the cloth up and pulled out the glue that they kept in there.