[First part of the log temporarily misplaced.] * Man groans. Shit! I can't believe they actually attacked ::shakes the candle stick:: I told you, you were a fool for telling me to sell this! ::she then looks at Kurt:: Thanks for the help young man. Listen, lady, we gotta inject 'em, quick. What the hell's going on here, anyway? Talk fast, while I spike 'em. * Woman looks confused and shakes her head. "No, that's just a legend, occasionally they rampage but a lot more of the town would have been wolves years ago if just a scratch would do it. Damn it wom... ::groans:: No, lady, there's been a mutation. Some chick caught a disease, and it mutated, and it catches through blood scratches. That's why they're all berserk. * Kurt pulls out a massive injector. "Hold still, man. Gotta get you cured before you wolf out." * Woman widens her eyes. * Man struggles a little and then the woman looks at him. "Listen to the nice boy." He then stops struggling. This will probably hurt quite a lot, but that means it's good for you. * Kurt stabs him in the heart. [Man falls asleep.] * Kurt takes out another injector and doses the wolf on the floor. [The wolf stays down.] He'll be alright, won't he? Should be, yeah. He'll sleep for a while, then be fine. We got to him before the first change, this stuff works until the second. So, be careful, and if any more happen by, run like hell, ya? I've got more wolves to spike. * Kurt mimes tipping a hat and heads outside at speed. I'll re-barricade the door. Good idea! [Return to Why werewolves aren’t allowed in restaurants.