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Chapter #5
Silver Bullets for Sale
by: Unknown
Shelly tosses the package at you and you open it to reveal it was full of silver bullets. You were surprised. "100% pure silver bullets." Says Shelly. "Guaranteed to kill any werewolf dead, if applied to the right place." "You're not serious are you. Silver bullets are illegal in Horrorville." This was true, mainly because there were all kinds of monsters that were vulnerable to silver bullets, not just werewolves like Lupa.
Shelly gestures to you that her lips are sealed. "I don't know. Lupa's a menace, but I'm not sure if I want to kill her. I could get into a lot of trouble. Do you know what they do to humans in prison?" "You don't have to shoot her. You just have to bluff her. Now do we have a deal? Paper for silver." You think over it and you're unsure of this. "Even if I wanted to shoot her, I don't own a gun." "Those are silver bullets. You don't need a gun. Just a touch to a vital point will be enough to end the howling." You let out a gulp. But then you realize something. "How do I know these are real, you've sold me fake junk before."
"I give you my word. Cross my heart and hope to die." You hesitate but you accept. "Okay," you say. "But I'm only going to bluff." Shelly walks away laughing as you have to get back up the stairs without your paper. As you finally manage to get to the top step you get a nasty surprise.
"Hello-o-o breakfast!" You look up and scream because Lupa is waiting for you. "Rides on my tail ain't free and since you don't have any cash, I'll take my payment in human flesh.' It was there you took out a silver bullet and held it up. "Don't try anything funny Lupa. I've got silver bullets. You try to eat me, and I'll be your last meal." Lupa just lets out a scoff. "Yeah right. You've never killed anyone in your life and now you think you can kill a monster, I'm much bigger than you, and I'm hungry."
Lupa snarls and pounces as you take aim at her forehead and prepare to throw the silver bullet in your hand. If Shelly was steering you wrong again, you'd be dead. But now it was a kill or be killed situation.
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