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Foray Into Fiction: (The Big Bad Wolf III)

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[Werewolf in human form sitting at table. Aloof. Across sit two men. Woman standing. Three other men standing. One of three other men places covered plates in front of two men at table first. They lift covers to reveal meal. Covered plate placed in front of still aloof werewolf. Two men across eating. Werewolf decides to eat. Lifts cover. Reveals dog bowl filled with dry dog food. Sweeps bowl off table. Lunges at man who placed plate. Two men across table leap up and intercept werewolf. Woman restrains werewolf from front. Werewolf wrestled to ground. Werewolf almost overpowering the three. Werewolf is enraged as he fights to get to the one other man. Two other men stand ready to hold the one other man back, but the one other man makes no effort to reach werewolf.]

[Woman to other man. Angry.] What the hell is wrong with you?!

[Other man] Me? What's wrong with your dog?

[Werewolf continues to fight to get to the one other man]

[The one other man seeing werewolf is being restrained gets more arrogant]

[The one other man] Come on, doggy!

[Woman calms werewolf down. He gets to his feet, still held back by two men and woman. Werewolf still angry but controlling himself.]

[The one other man] You'd better keep your dog on a leash from now on. [Pretends to pick hair off himself] And you might want to brush him a little more too.

[Two men ready to restrain werewolf again. Werewolf turns around and walks away.]

[The one other man] Yeah, you just keep walking! Any time! Any place!

[Werewolf under his breath as he walks away, back turned] My time. My place.

[One of two men to woman] He is getting stronger. It won't be long before he can make the change to wolf form again. Then nobody will be able to hold him back. Good thing you can control him like that.

[Woman] I don't control him. He only trusts me. And that is probably the only thing that is keeping him from killing us all.

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[Werewolf on floor facedown. Human form. Beaten. Close up. Foot pushes dog bowl filled with dry dog food toward his face.]

[Male voice off camera] Not hungry?

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[Woman dressed as Little Red Riding Hood approaches man. Man sees her.]

[Man. Snidely] Oh, it's just you. [Mockingly] What the matter? Have you lost your dog?

[Werewolf in wolf form surprises man and slams man against wall pinning him by the throat. Man choking and desperately struggling to get free. Overpowered. Werewolf glaring directly into man's face. Snarling.]

[Woman walks over to man as she removes a handfull of dry dog food from her dress pocket. Crams dry dog food into man's gasping mouth. Some pieces spill to ground. Turns and walks away. Camera follows her in close up as sounds of werewolf violence is heard in the background.]

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© Trevor Dailey

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