You're just doing your job, cleaning up random messes in the office while staying clear of your coworkers so you don't kill them as a werewolf. All you want to do is pay your rent, not kill everyone...that's when you're hit over the head with a metal object. Before you go unconscious, you can see someone above you, dragging your limp body by the tail.

When you wake up, you find you're tied in ropes. A man sits in the shadows, cleaning off a shotgun with a rag. They come out from the shadows, and its none other than Daryl, eyes red and tired, his hair in a mess.

"Hey, Bud...I...I trusted you, Kyle. How many coworkers have you murdered?! How many?! No...The number doesn't matter anymore..It could be zero, and I still wouldn't forgive you... You were a danger to everybody, regardless. You lied. You lied to ME."