Game 2 | Game 2 Outline |
In lieu of a reply, the policeman raises his gun and fires. The bullet hits a tree, revealing an expensive camera, now shattered and barely recognisable. You only know what it is because the policeman mentioned it seconds ago. You fear that he might shoot you, as well, but he quickly returns the gun to its holster.
"I unhooked the monitor back at the precinct," explains the policeman, "but I didn't want to risk leaving hard evidence at the crime scene," he adds, laughing. "This is a crime scene, technically, on account of the meal that you had before I got here. It will remain our little secret, though, unless you tell the press."
You look hard at the policeman and see before you a very confident young werewolf. He grins, as though waiting for you to speak. "You wanted me to bite you?" you inquire.
"Yeah!" shouts the policeman. Actually, he says another word prior to "yeah," but since this is a story for readers of all ages, it will not be repeated here. "God, you don't know how much I wanted this," reveals the policeman. "I figured it wasn't a good idea to just approach you and shove my hand in your mouth, though. Thanks for not eating me like you did that tramp. What I did was a risk, but a calculated one, and well worth it, I might add! So, you want me to bite you, now, and make you a policeman?"
Written by Joey Liverwurst (edited by wanderer)