The Hunters

"So, Tammi, what are you other interests, other than exploring the wilderness?" I asked. "Well..." she started. "I'm fascinated with... the supernatural. You know, Vampires, Werewolves, Witches, and the Unclassafiables." I took a deep breath in. She had just named to me the four main types of monsters in the world, which completely confirmed my suspicions of her. "Same h-here!" I exclaimed, trying to hide my nervousness. "D-do you believe that all monsters are b-bad?" "Of course not!" She exclaimed. She had said this so loud that Mr. Winters shushed the class. The usual talking in the classroom died down a little. I felt very relieved. Though I was considered to humans a "monster", I was innocent, meaning she wouldn't harm me whatsoever.

As the noise died down, Tammi began to grin very wide. She beckoned me closer to her, and she whispered in my ear:
"You're a werewolf, aren't you, Rose Clearwater?"