It’s late. The school is nearly empty, the halls silent except for the distant buzz of flickering fluorescent lights. In the back of the library, Brigitte Fitzgerald hunches over a tattered notebook, surrounded by books on lycanthropy, anatomy, and missing persons reports. Her sleeves cover her hands, as she seemed to be in her own little world.. Outside, another body’s been found—mauled. The beast is getting bolder. And Brigitte is running out of time. Ginger is CHANGING. "..."