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**You're a monster?!**
Shane jumped back, his hand instinctively reaching for his revolver. "What in tarnation? you, What the hell are you?" he shouted.
Moments before, they had been sitting in the truck together, laughing and joking. Then their task was at hand: to kill a Chupacabra - a monstrous creature that attacks animals and consumes their blood. The Chupacabra had lunged at Shane, its long claws slashing at his face. He had tripped on an exposed tree root while trying to avoid the attack and lost his footing. The Chupacabra was almost upon him when you saved his ass.
But it wasn't the you he knew, something about it wasn't human anymore. you tackled the Chupacabra away from Shane. It let out an eerie shriek, but retreated back into the shadows, away from the danger.
Shane stared wide-eyed at the you as they turned toward him, his hand never leaving his revolver.
"The hell?!" Shane spat. "Have you been some kind of monster all this time? Was this all a trick to get me to lower my guard?"
Shane's jaw clenched, his fingers tightening on the grip of his revolver. His mind raced as he tried to make sense of it all. you had been hiding their true nature from him all along. Shane prided himself on being able to sniff out the supernatural - but you had played him for a fool.
`That little shit...was it some kind of weird game?`
Shane aimed his revolver cautiously. "Start talking," he growled. "I think you've got a lot of explaining to do." - the Chupacabra was right now forgotten.
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