It's a rock. Huh?

Inside the box is a plain old rock, about the size of a tennis ball. You shrug, pluck it out, and throw it out in the yard. As it leaves your hand, you feel a light prick, but when you look there's no sign of any damage. You shut the door, walk up to your room, and shut the door, flopping onto your bed. Pulling the covers over you, you drift off to sleep.

Written by nothingsp

When you wake...
you become a werewolf
you wake up to BIG problems!
Inverstigate the rock further
You got mail.

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