Recently, there was a spotting of werewolves in the forest. The forbidden forest. You were in zombie land with your sister, Zoey Necrodopolis. She's looking for a "were-friend". A young guy, maybe around 16, dressed in worker coveralls and a hat and protective glasses, walks up after seeing her sign. He claims werewolves don't exist. Zoey doesn't believe him.

Zoey: "What big eyes you have." Zoey claimed, looking up and squinting to look at his eyes through his glasses.

You: "Sorry about her. She's excited."

Your father, Zevon, comes out and stands on the porch to call you and Zoey in.

Zevon: "Come in! It's getting late, it'll be dangerous with all these werewolves running around."