I lean forwards, spellbound by his story. The way he speaks makes the story seem so real, as if it happened to me instead.
"What next?"
"Nothing. I woke up, and found that I was a werewolf." Caleb says laughingly, "otherwise, I think I would have sunk into the pit."
There is a buzzing sound, and he grabs his top-of the-line phone out of his pocket. Many people turn their heads to look at the expensive limited edition luxury item in his hand, Caleb casually lifting it to his head to take the call.
"Yes, Jim?" His face is first of excitement, then melts into fury. After a moment of listening, he nods solemnly.
"I'll help out," he says reluctantly, "just send someone to get me. At this school, you have to do this strange thing called checking out..."
Within a few minutes, a robotic voice echoes through the hallways.
"Caleb, please come to the front desk to check out."
"Caleb?" I asked.
