brightkings
Professional Daydreamer
He took a sip of the water and set the book of Norse myths down. This was not the best case scenario, not at all.
Mr. Riley apparently thought pulling a Houdini after his daughter was attacked by a monster was an appropriate action. You’re on your own. Tobias would have liked to call bullshit on that, if the man hadn’t taken off.
And his worst case scenario had been confirmed, at least a bit of it. It had been a werewolf.
“Okay. Okay, wow. Cool. Cool, cool, cool. I mean, it makes sense. Kind of. Not really,” his eyes were now completely glued to the window. And the door. Any possible exit, really. “Weren’t you the one who thought he was off his rocker? And, yeah, his stories were good, but they weren’t real. Right?”
He turned his attention to the coffer on the kitchen table. It seemed to be embossed with something, like the Hogwarts crest. Except he was pretty sure Mr. Riley had not gotten an owl at age eleven.
“What’s that?”
Mr. Riley apparently thought pulling a Houdini after his daughter was attacked by a monster was an appropriate action. You’re on your own. Tobias would have liked to call bullshit on that, if the man hadn’t taken off.
And his worst case scenario had been confirmed, at least a bit of it. It had been a werewolf.
“Okay. Okay, wow. Cool. Cool, cool, cool. I mean, it makes sense. Kind of. Not really,” his eyes were now completely glued to the window. And the door. Any possible exit, really. “Weren’t you the one who thought he was off his rocker? And, yeah, his stories were good, but they weren’t real. Right?”
He turned his attention to the coffer on the kitchen table. It seemed to be embossed with something, like the Hogwarts crest. Except he was pretty sure Mr. Riley had not gotten an owl at age eleven.
“What’s that?”