Katie stares into the window with wide eyes, while I try to find out what exactly she saw. “Who did you see?” I want to know, but she just shakes her head, averting her terrified gaze to me.
“I don’t know … I just saw the curtain moving,” she finally gets out of her with a hollow voice, again getting paler with every second. I don’t understand what’s happening to her. It’s exactly the same like the last time we were here with Sheila and her little werewolf group.
I walk towards my best friend, placing my hand on her shoulder. I know she’s feeling something horrible, she’s already told me that. But she refused to reveal what exactly made her feel so sick. The rest of our friends are watching us worriedly, realizing that something’s really wrong with Katie.
“I’m here. It’s okay. Just tell
