As soon as the beast lunges at us, I close my eyes in fear and prepare to be killed. I wait for the beast to come and kill us, because I don't know if I can do much more or not. Goodbye Brigitte, I will always love you. At least we are dying together like the pact we made when we were younger kids. But I hear a gunshot, and I force myself to open my eyes. I open my eyes and see that the beast has been shot with a bullet. I am hoping it is a silver bullet but I cannot be sure. I decide to wait inside the car until I am sure that it is safe to go out. Wait a second, going outside wouldn't be a safe thing to do would it? I wait, and then as soon as I am about to power up the car I hear someone calling my and my sister's name.
"Ginger? Brigitte? Is that you?" I recognize the voice as Sam's voice and so I look over at the beast who is still motionless. I see the puddle of blood forming under the beast, and so I know that it is dead and not just hurt. I gasp a sigh of relief and get out of the car. I see Sam holding a gun in his hands, and then I see that he is sweating. He is so scared that he is sweating! I hug Sam tightly, and then I look back to see Brigitte coming out of the car as well.
"What is going on? Where are we?" she asks and then she looks down at the beast. Brigitte gasps and screams as soon as she sees the beast.
"Relax, it is dead now," I say in response. She is breathing heavily now, and I look at her neck which now has dried blood on it from the injection. I turn to Sam. "You have saved us so many times now. I am forever grateful to you mainly because you helped me first." I smile, and then I decide to ask him the question that has been bothering me.
"Well, I need to know if there are any other beasts around or not?" I ask while breathing. I was scared, and my adrenaline was still surging through me.
"No, this time I am certain. The people who have been bitten have either been killed or cured. I have cured many people, and no one has said anything about a beast, but now that I just found one I believe this is the last one. If not then leave it up to me to deal with it." So I am happy to say that was the last time that I ever saw a werewolf. I started to recover from the experience, I was always cautious about going outside during nighttime and never did againt to play it safe. I didn't have any scars from the experience, but I still remember it and get scared but I always remember that Sam is there for me. Anyway, one day Sam made me really happy by coming over to my house.
"Ginger, I need to talk to you," he says in a serious manner and I decide to invite him in.