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Moon asked, eyeing them intently. “How about it? Has one of you seen skins like this before?”
    No one replied.
    Angela Moon looked on from the front doorway. She had removed her angel wings. But the gold halo still bobbed above her blond hair.
    “These are werewolf skins,” Mr. Moon announced.
    Staring at the dark-furred skins, Rosa trembled and let out a soft cry.
    “Gross,” Bella muttered.
    “These are the skins from werewolves Angela and I have captured in the past,” Mr. Moon continued. His thick eyebrows moved up and down on his head like dark caterpillars. The firelight made his white vampire face glow orange and yellow.
    “We keep the skins of all the werewolves we capture,” Angela said from behind them. “Once we have their skin, they cannot go prowling any longer.”
    “We make sure the werewolf is powerless,” Mr. Moon added. “Go ahead. Count the skins. Angela and I have been very successful.”
    Bella leaned close to Tristan. “They’re not kidding,” she whispered. “Those skins look like real wolf fur.”
    A shiver ran down Tristan’s back. “We’re going to play a game with these skins?” he asked.
    Mr. Moon nodded. “A very simple game.” A cold smile spread over his face.
    “What do we have to do?” Rosa asked in a tiny voice.
    “Put on the werewolf skins,” Mr. Moon replied.
    “No way,” Ray muttered.
    Bella had her hands pressed against the sides of her face. She stared at the pile of dark fur. “But…but they’re disgusting,” she whispered.
    Tristan jumped as Mr. Moon screamed at the top of his lungs: “ You heard me! Put on the skins—NOW! ”

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    “Don’t lose your temper, dear,” Angela said from across the room. “You know it isn’t good for you.”
    “I’m not kidding around here,” Mr. Moon snapped angrily. “I’m going to trap a werewolf tonight. If you kids don’t cooperate, you could all end up in the cage with it.”
    Angela crossed the room and stepped up beside the animal skins. She put a hand on her husband’s shoulder. “Don’t put them in the cage yet. Give them another chance. It’s supposed to be a party—right?”
    Angela motioned for Tristan to take a werewolf skin.
    He grabbed the one off the top with both hands. His fingers sank into the bristly fur.
    The skin was a lot heavier than he imagined. The fur felt scratchy and tough, like thousands of little nails. Patches of gray skin showed through.
    “Ohh.” Tristan groaned as a sharp odor greeted his nose. “It stinks!”
    The skin smelled like rotting food.
    Rosa held a ratty-looking skin up in front of her. “This is so sick,” she moaned.
    “Put them on,” Mr. Moon ordered. “Hurry.”
    Ray slid his skin over his shoulders. “Are you sure this is a wolf skin? It smells like a skunk,” he complained, holding his nose.
    Bella had her eyes shut. She held her skin as far away from her as she could. “I’m going to be sick. Really. I’m…I’m going to lose my dinner.”
    Her teeth clenched tightly, Rosa pulled her skin around her. “Oh, no. It’s crawling with bugs.” She began to twist and squirm.
    Tristan still clutched his skin in front of him. He took a deep breath and held it. Then he pulled the heavy fur around his shoulders.
    The fur bristled the back of his neck. Tristan felt his back start to itch.
    He couldn’t hold his breath any longer. He let it out in a long whoosh .
    The odor of the skin rose around him. He gagged. Struggled to keep his stomach from lurching.
    The skin weighed heavily on his back. Grippingthe ends with his hands, he felt bugs crawl over him.
    “How long do we have to wear these things?” he asked Mr. Moon.
    “This is so sick,” Bella moaned. She slapped at her side. “The bugs are biting !”
    “Pull the skins tighter,” the teacher ordered.
    “Yes. Let us see what you look like,” Angela said, still smiling that frozen smile.
    With a sigh, Tristan pulled the wolf skin tighter around him.
    Beside him, Rosa was breathing