The ruse works

Looking about, you find that you are in an unfamiliar part of the castle. How you got there, though, you have no idea. Just then, the clamps come undone, and you slowly rise to your feet, sure you feel your knees popping from the strain. As you stand up straight, you hear an all-too-familiar voice. "RUFUS?!" You spin around, twice in fact, due to your unfamiliar weight and momentum. You see the witch staring at you. "Not again, Rufus", she says. "Why do you always do this? It's bad enough that you insist on gorging yourself on those I bring you, but eating your prey's food in my traps as well is really too much, even for you. What do you have to say for yourself?"

You remain silent for a bit. Then you realize ... she thinks you are the werewolf. Apparently the wolf, or Rufus as it seems his name must be, does what you just did all too often. Lucky break for you. "Um...", you stammer, trying to think what a werewolf with an eating disorder would say. "It was delicious?"

The witch shakes her head. "One day, I swear, you're going to explode from the amount you eat. Well, what are you waiting for? Get yourself down to the gym and get yourself back into shape before the next victim shows up." She walks off, and you can hear her talking to herself. "Of all the monsters I could have, I had to choose one with a bottomless stomach." She disappears through the door, leaving you wondering where a gym would be in an ancient castle.

Written by Jack (edited by wanderer)

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