I wait a few minutes before the door opens. I am growing impatient but I am also scared because I still remember the beast jumping at me and attacking me. I am lucky to have survived that, I now realize. If I died then I wouldn't be keeping my pact with Brigitte that I would die with her. When the door opens, I see Sam standing in front of me. He has wavy brown hair, green eyes, and is tall. He was standing there in his pajamas, which were striped blue and white. His eyes widen as soon as he sees me because I am a mess from the hunt before. He sees the blood and looks down at my hands and clothes. He gasps and holds a hand over his mouth.
"Ginger, what happened to you? Why are you covered in blood?" I gasp after he says this because when I see him, I feel myself growing hungrier and thirstier for his blood and flesh. I close my eyes and then answer him.
"I got attacked by a werewolf, and now I'm having nightmares of myself turning into one! I have the piercing that Brigitte got from you, but it's not working! I need a real cure! Please, I don't have much time before I become a beast!" I start sobbing, and I feel so miserable right now. I've never felt more miserable than I felt at this exact moment.
"Why are your eyes closed?" he asks.
"I don't want to look at you because you are making me hungry. I do not want to hurt you, but I am losing control over myself as the days pass. Please give me a cure so I can go back to a normal life." I open my eyes and see that Sam has a scared expression on his face. He puts his hands up and says,
"Okay, I know what will cure you. I have researched the beast of Bailey Downs and I know what can cure you! Come with me!" I smile for the first time in years when I hear what he says. We walk around the house, and Sam is walking slowly because he cannot see in the dark. He trips a few times, but eventually gets up.
"Why don't you turn on a light or something? You can't see well," I say.
"I don't want to turn on a light and wake up my parents. I should leave them off," he says. It takes us a few minutes to find what he believes will cure me because he cannot see well, and it is in the basement. Eventually when we get inside the basement, he turns on the light and I look around. I am feeling really hungry again, and so this time I am trying again to prevent myself from hurting Sam. When we get downstairs, my stomach is growling like a rabid animal. I bite my tongue, and taste blood because I bit it so hard. Sam walks over to a needle, and some reddish liquid inside the needle. I smell blood here, and now I realize this is where the blood scent was coming from. At first I was confused about the blood scent, but now I understood where it was coming from.
"Is this what will cure me?" I ask. Sam nods his head.
"This is the cure. This is a mixture of blood from the beast, and then there is monkshood mixed in with the blood. This mixture is said and believed to be a cure for lycanthropy. If you inject yourself with this, then you will be cured hopefully. But be careful, you must inject yourself through the neck, or if you inject yourself anywhere else, the blood will get inside you, and the monkshood won't have any effect. Then you will fully transform into a beast or werewolf, and then you will die as one. Is that understood?" I nod my head, and realize that I am shaking with fear. What if I left Brigitte alone, and didn't inject myself properly? What would my sister do without me? What would I do if I never saw her again? As these questions are running through my mind, I thank Sam, and feel my hunger growing even more intense than before. I grind my teeth in an attempt to prevent myself from attacking Sam. He helped me, and I owe him my life for that. I immediately run out of the house and slam the door, with the cure in my hand. I get inside the car, and ponder if I should inject myself or not. What should I do? When should I do it? These questions are constantly on my mind as I decide to drive home and tell Brigitte about what Sam told me.