Annabelle stood in the middle of the street, not moving, only watching. She looked up at the sky, only to the see no stars, but a giant moon. People ran and screamed all around her. A mother with two children, a business man just getting off of work, an old woman. Everywhere Annabelle looked, she saw scared people; and she didn't know why. She looked in every direction, but she saw nothing that would make this much of a ruckus.

Finally, Annabelle stepped towards a woman, grabbing her wrist softly.

"What's going on?" Annabelle asked. The woman's eyes widened and her face fell completely pale.

"Please! Don't hurt me!" The woman screamed, putting her free hand over her face, trying to protect her self. Annabelle looked at her, puzzled, but released her and watched the woman ran as fast as she could away from her. Finally, Annabelle looked over at a store window and gasped at her reflection. She saw something that would have made her scream and run if she didn't know what it really was. It was her.

She was covered in dark brown fur, the only places that were not were where her clothes were. She had a snout and a long bushy tail. Her feet were now paws, claws sticking out of them. Her eyes were bloodshot and red. Annabelle inched towards the window slowly, as if the creature was about to jump from the reflection and attack her. She put her hand up and touched the glass slightly, then placed her full palm on the window. The werewolf did the same, putting it's paw on the window. Annabelle looked up into it's eyes, trying to seem unafraid. The beast smirked at her and Annabelle could see hunger in it's eyes.

Annabelle cringed when she felt pain coming from her shoulder and let go of the window to place her hand on it. Just as she looked back up at the monster, it was gone. Annabelle heard a howl and turned around just in time to see the werewolf jump in the air and attack a man. Annabelle covered her mouth with her free hand as blood went everywhere. What am I? Annabelle wondered, just as the dream melted away into darkness.

Annabelle awoke suddenly. She was breathing hard and she couldn't see anything except black. She blinked a few times, trying to calm her self down and to get used to the darkness at the same time. As she sat up, she realized she was laying on a hard, metal bed.

"Where am I?" Annabelle muttered to her self. Then, a rush of memories came into her mind, she remembered being with Milly at a party, then going with Zache, then being attacked...then nothing. She only remembered passing out, then waking up in the street for a second, then falling back unconscious.

Once she was off the metal bed completely, it flipped back into the wall. Annabelle took in her surroundings, noticing the room was small and completely metal. She looked down at her self, expecting to be wearing prison clothes, but, instead, was still wearing her baggy jeans and her dark blue jacket. Annabelle walked around her room, feeling the wall for a secret button of some kind. When she found nothing, she started to bang on the walls.

"Hello?! Is anyone out there? Can they tell me where I am and why I'm here?" Annabelle yelled, still pounding on the metal walls.

After banging on the wall several times, frustrated, Annabelle pulled her hand back and slammed her fist on to the metal, putting a dent into the wall and hurting her shoulder. She yelped in surprise, rubbing her shoulder. She then looked at her hand, then to the wall, surprised by her own strength. Then, as if on cue, a red light started flashing and ringing, making Annabelle jump.

Her room started to move upward, forcing Annabelle to either to sit on the ground, or try and stand while it was moving, which would probably just turn into her falling on her butt. Annabelle choose the first one, sitting on her knees, ready to jump up and run if needed. It came to a jerking stop. The wall in front of her opened up to a room, brighter and bigger then the one she was in, but not much of a change. She stood up and waited, thinking if she should go. But, the other three walls started moving, choosing for her and pushed her into the room. Annabelle looked throughout the room, but saw no one.

"Hello? Can someone please tell me where I am?" Annabelle called out, but received no answer. As she was about to call out again, much louder, a wall began to open. Annabelle turned around, happy to finally have someone to answer her questions. But, as she looked up at the person coming through the door, Annabelle's mouth gaped with disbelief. A woman, who looked to be 50 feet tall with short, silver hair, walked right into the room. The woman didn't seem to notice her yet and walked to a set of chairs and two tables, one huge over the other one.

As Annabelle looked for a place to hide, while trying not to scream, other doors started opening, letting out other monsters. Annabelle, finally making up her mind, jumped where the smaller table was to hide.

"Oh, hey guys. How'd you sleep?" The giant woman asked.

"Fine, thank you for asking, Susan," someone said, but Annabelle couldn't quite see who it was. Wait, Susan Murphy? Annabelle thought. Maybe her parents weren't crazy after all. But what was Annabelle doing here? Was she kidnapped by the government as well?

As the monsters made their way to the table, Annabelle could finally see what they looked like...but wished she didn't. There was a green fish-ape thing, a big, blue blob, with one red eye, and a man, with a normal body, but a cockroach head. Annabelle had to bite her lip to keep her self from screaming. Where the hell am I? Annabelle thought.

"I thought there was going to be a new monster today?" the fish man asked, taking a seat.

"Ah, yes. I thought so, too," the cockroach commented, also taking a seat. Annabelle had to go completely under the table to prevent from getting caught. She felt stupid, hiding under the table like a little kid; as if she was playing hide and seek and the other players just gave up on finding her. A part of her wanted them to find her, but, her scared half, was afraid they would eat her.

"Wait, we got a new monster?" the blob thing asked, minutes after both of the other monster's said this.

"Yes, BOB, we told you yesterday. Five times, to be exact," the cockroach said. Then, Annabelle heard things start dropping on to the table and the monsters start eating. She sighed to her self quietly, wishing she had somewhere else to hide. Suddenly, Annabelle felt a buzzer in her pocket. Then, her alarm started going off, a recording of her self screaming "Get up!". As Annabelle fumbled to get her cell phone out of her pocket, she mentally smacked her self for even setting the alarm the day before and for even choosing that ring tone for her alarm.

When she finally got it out of her pocket, she looked up to see every monster head under the table, staring at her. She dropped her phone and quickly wiggled out from under the table. She looked for a new place to hide and found another door opening. She ran over to it, but stopped when she saw what was coming out. A giant, fluffy, bug looking thing walked out, with a loud roar. Annabelle screamed and ran the other way. The fish man sighed.

"Why do they always scream?" he muttered to him self. "Stop yelling, you're scaring Insectosaurus!"

"Link, you should be nicer to her. It's her first day here," Susan said, getting up and walking over to Annabelle. Link huffed and walked over to Insectosaurus and started petting him.

"It's okay, we won't hurt you," Susan said, calmly, kneeling down. Susan put her hand out, extending a pinkie finger. Annabelle shook the finger and gave a nervous smile.

"H-Hello," Annabelle stuttered.

"I'm Susan Murphy," Susan smiled, happy that Annabelle had finally calmed down. The other four monsters joined Susan.

"Oh, my god! Derek!" BOB yelled, slimming over to Annabelle; he grabbed her and started swinging her around. "Derek! I knew we would see each other again! I just knew it!" BOB then gave Annabelle a big hug, which, made her go inside of him.

"No, BOB! Spit her out!" Susan yelled. BOB looked confused for a second, but spit Annabelle out nonetheless. Annabelle started coughing, her mouth now tasting of ham. The cockroach walked next to Annabelle, giving her a help up.

"Are you okay, my dear?" he asked.

"Y-Yes, thank you," Annabelle said.

"There is no need to be afraid," he said. "I'm Dr. Cockroach PH. D."

"This is the Missing Link," Dr. Cockroach pointed to Link, who gave a 'hey'. "And, you have already met BOB." BOB was staring up at the ceiling, smiling. Annabelle looked up, but saw nothing.

"And, that's Insectosaurus," Link pointed over at the bug.

"I'm Annabelle Clark... Where am I?" Annabelle asked.

"A facility for monsters," came a voice from behind. Annabelle turned around to see a tall man with short blond hair on a jet pack.

"The names General W. R. Monger," Monger said. "Monsters, get back to your cells. I have a tour to give."

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Annabelle stood on the moving platform. As she moved along, people in white trench coats whispered to one another, staring at her. Annabelle didn't know why, she had looked over her arms, her legs, almost everything, and she still didn't understand why she was here. She looked the same. She wanted to ask Monger why was she was here, but he keeped going on and on about why this place was built and such.

"Uh...Excuse me? Why am I here?" Annabelle asked, cutting in front of his sentence, before he started another one.

"Isn't it obvious? Because you're a werewolf." He said this like it was the most oblivious question ever. Annabelle gave him a strange look.

"No, I'm not."

"Yes, you are. You were bit by a werewolf just last night, when the moon was full." Annabelle did remembered being attacked, but it was too dark in that alley way for her to see it completely. Monger continued.

"And if you don't believe me, just looked at your left shoulder; the scar is still there." Annabelle was tempted to take off her jacket, but decided to wait until she was alone; whenever that would be.

"But, how could I be a werewolf? I don't have fur all over my body, I don't have paws, I don't have a snout. I still look human!"

"Key word: Look. You only turn into a werewolf on a full moon. But, you still have some habits that are wolf like."

"Yeah? Like what?" Annabelle crossed her arms. She didn't know if she believed him or not. But, she knew one thing, she was not a werewolf, and there was nothing that the General could do to change her mind. General Monger dug in his pocket until he pulled out a small, red rubber ball. Annabelle stiffened.

"Do you know what this is?" Monger asked.

"A red rubber ball...?"

"Correct. Have you ever owned a dog? Ever played fetch with it?" Annabelle watched the ball as Monger throw it up and down in one hand.

"I've never had a dog...But I did play fetch with one of my best friend's dogs a couple of times back in High School."

"Good enough. Then you would know what happens when I throw the ball." Monger threw the ball as high as he possibly could. Annabelle watched it closely. Then, out of instinct, she smirked and leaped into the air, quickly catching the ball in her mouth. She landed back on to the platform gracefully on all fours. As soon as she was back on the platform, she realized what she just did. She jumped 4 feet into the air and caught the ball in her mouth. She could have never jumped that high in the air before, ever. She wondered what else she could do. Then, she realized something else. She just proved General Monger right.

She quickly spit the ball out of her mouth.

"That doesn't prove anything," Annabelle lied, crossing her arms again.

"Right. Anyway, do you have anymore questions?" Monger asked. Annabelle had a billion questions, especially after her performance.

"When am I leaving?"

"Leaving?"

"Yeah. I'm going back home, right?"

"No. Why would you think that? Weren't you listenin' when I was explaining everythin' here?"

"If I only turn into a Werewolf on a full moon, why do I need to stay here? I'll come back on the night before or som-"

"No. It's too risky."

"Then why is the one that bit me allowed to run free?" Annabelle raised her voice. She was starting to freak out here. First she was almost killed by this monster, then she woke up in this place, and now she learns that she's not allowed to leave. She could see Milly now, on the TV, talking like the Murphy family, and people switching the channel, thinking she was crazy.

"He's too sly. He doesn't usually go into cities or towns. And, he doesn't go chasing after a woman into a street full of people, like you did," Monger replied. So that's how I ended up in the street, Annabelle thought.

"Can I at least contact someone? My grandparents? My best friend? Somebody?" Annabelle pleaded.

"That's a nugatory."

"Do they know where I am?"

"Nope."

"Can they at least know I'm safe?"

"No! No one knows what happened to you and it's going to stay that way." Annabelle looked at the ground. She didn't know what she was going to do. She couldn't stay in this prison. She just couldn't. She needed fresh air and a real bed.

"Don't look so glum. This place isn't that bad once you get used to it. And it seems that you already made friends with Ginormica."

"Ginormica?...Oh! You mean Susan?" Annabelle wondered why he called her by such a weird name. But, after she thought about it, all the other monsters had weird names as well. She wondered if they would change her name also.

"Yes. But, she is now known as Ginormica. And that reminds me, your new name is now Wereunzel." Annabelle would have asked why, but she was still trying to take it in that she would never leave this place...ever...As Annabelle looked up, she saw the monsters through a window. Insectosaurus stood by the window, licking it. Link was doing push-ups, quickly switching from the number 18 to 200; Annabelle had to smile a bit for that one. BOB was bouncing his rubber ball back and forth on the wall; Annabelle had to restrain her self from diving into the glass to retrieve it. Dr. Cockroach was building something out of Lego's, and gave a smile and a wave when Annabelle passed by. Susan was sitting in her room, just staring up, day dreaming.

Finally, the platform stopped by, what she's guessing, her new room. Annabelle stepped off the platform without a word and into her cell.

"And here," Monger flew over and gave Annabelle a camera. "Since every monster gets something they like, and I know how much you enjoy taking pictures." With that, Monger flew out and the door closed, leaving Annabelle in darkness. What'd he except me to do with this? Annabelle thought. Take pictures of my cell and post them on Myspace?

Annabelle walked to the back of her cell and sat on the floor. She felt like crying, but, instead, turned her new camera on, made sure the flash was on, and took a picture of her self, frowning. The picture popped out at the bottom and Annabelle placed it on the floor. If she had a marker right now, she would have written on it, 'First day in Hell'.

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