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the mob, Brandon made a hand gesture to leave out the back. He started walking towards the woman as if he were going to talk to her. He twisted and bolted out the back door, just like the rest of his group. They would serve better if no one knew for sure what they were. If there were even a shred of doubt, they would use it. Other Masons would be saved because nothing could be proved. At least, that's what Brandon hoped for.

He wasn’t expecting to see that the building was surrounded. When they swung open the door, part of the group was waiting for them. They quickly shut the back doors and retreated down the basement. They had doors down there that could lock. Perhaps they could wait out this storm. It was the hope of a panicked group of men, wondering why everyone was so angry.

They got to the basement and locked the doors. “What was that?”, “How did they find us?”, and “Why are they so angry?” were asked by nearly every man in the room. None of them had the answers, but they still asked each other.

A loud knock came at the door. “Come on out and we’ll talk. We aim to root you out of this town, but that doesn’t mean you couldn’t go elsewhere. We just don’t want your kind next to our good folk.” Came the woman’s voice, hard and not willing to negotiate.

“Can we just wait them out, in here?” One of the order asked Brandon. He shook his head.

"No, they will eventually take the door down. Or worse, they could set the building on fire. We need to come out. Listen though; we are not children about to be scolded by our moms. This is our home, don't be pushed into SHIFTING into their game." He looked around and met their eyes, lingering on Jacobs for an extra moment.

Brandon opened the door and various people escorted them all out to the parking lot. When the group was finally out, they saw a mix of people.

At the very center of the crowd were the noisiest haters. They yelled slurs about dogs and being a werewolf. By the amount of religious jewelry, it was easy to tell they must go to a particular church. The other onlookers, forming the outer ring, were merely curious. Jacob recognized a few from the outer ring. He had either gone to school with them or bought vegetables from them, or had his car oil changed by them.

A man pushed himself forward. That man pointed at Jacob and the woman signaled Jacob to be pulled out from the rest of his order. Jacob had confusion on his eyes, until he saw the man who was staring back at him. Zan stood there, angry and fury written plainly on his face. He looked over at a woman, whom Jacob had seen at the park. The two of them holding hands. Apparently, Zan was dating a member of the werewolf hating mob. For a moment, he caught Zan looking at his girlfriend in disgust. That gave him an insight into Zan that maybe he was being forced here.

 

 

 

 

 

CHAPTER SEVEN

 

 

A woman stepped in the middle of everyone and began to yell, "My name is Abigail Smith. I am a tax-paying, seventh-generation daughter of our fair town. I go to the Harmony Church every Sunday morning, and I teach high school biology at John Ivers. I regularly go to town hall meetings and I am not afraid to say my mind.”

She pointed around the crowd, "I am not one to judge lightly, but my daughter obtained irrefutable evidence. Beyond that, once you hear of his behavior, you'll know the truth! Sugar pop, show them your online video."

Zan’s girlfriend tapped on her phone and then looked up at her mother. “Mom, there has to be, like, 50+ people here. Are they all supposed to crowd around my phone? Can I just tell them where to go?”

Abigail rolled her eyes and nodded her head. Zan’s girlfriend began, “Ok, everyone, on YouTube go to youtube.com, forward slash, watch. That’s like an Apple Watch. Then a question mark, v like victory, equal sign.”

Several people had their phones out, and a few of them were already confused. Murmurs of “do I type just watch or apple watch in here?” and “what’s a forward slash? Like this?” ran through the crowd.

Abigail’s daughter continued, concentrating on her task, “lower case j, lower case c, upper case Y. Again, that’s Upper case Y.” The confusion continued to grow. Zan rolled his eyes and put a gentle hand on her shoulder.

Zan interrupted her and yelled out, “Just go to YouTube and search Werewolf to Naked Man. It’s the first video.”

Although this helped the crowd out immensely, Abigail’s daughter was having none of it. She hit his arm hard, causing him to flinch. She then stuck a finger in his face and began to talk in heated tones. His body language switched to groveling and pleading. He stuck out a hand to try and show the people around him. She slapped him in the face as hard as she could and stormed off.

All the while Abigail looked on, smiling and nodding at the young couple. She shrugged to Zan and said, “I raised a fierce woman”.

Zan rubbed his cheek. It was then that Jacob saw the dark circles around Zan’s eyes were not from being tired. He had been hit. Zan looked ashamed and shrunk back into the crowd.

Abigail continued to the crowd in a loud voice, “As you can see from the video, this man here.” She pointed at Jacob, “Transforms from a wolf into a naked man in the park. It could be a fake, yes, but that would require the production budget of a major motion picture. This is not some prank posting, trying to gain internet fame.”

Abigail

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