7
The winding path led us once again into thickets of trees and brush, but at least the trail widened enough that we could walk side-by-side.
“Convenient of the deer to make a two-lane for us, isn’t it?” I quipped as I scurried up to Chris’ side. I noticed his face was tense, so I tilted my head to catch his eye. “You look like something’s bothering you.”
His eyes darted over his shoulder in the direction of the old man’s house. “Did you notice something odd about the others? And about what the old man was saying?”
I shrugged. “I think we’re all a little crazy to be here.”
He shook his head. “It’s not that. There was an equal number of men and women, and we’re all about the same age.”
I snorted. “Two shape-shifting people told us we could become werewolves and you’re worried
