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moved from one to the other as his smile slowly faded.
    Tristan jumped when he head the loud click of the doors locking.
    He turned and saw heavy black metal bars slide downward and clang into place over the living room window.
    He turned to Rosa with a frightened gasp.
    Her chin was trembling. She chewed her bottom lip. Her eyes were narrowed on Mr. Moon.
    “Someone in this room is a werewolf,” the teacher said. “And we’re not going to leave this house until we find out who it is.”

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    “You—you’re kidding, right?” Tristan blurted out.
    “Yeah. It’s a joke?” Ray asked. “You’re just trying to scare us because it’s Halloween?”
    Mr. Moon’s face went blank. “Why would I joke about such a serious thing?” he replied.
    “We cannot allow a werewolf to run free,” Angela said. “It’s our duty to stop him. Or her.”
    Tristan pulled off his mask and folded it between his hands. “But this is crazy!” he cried. “We’re kids. We’re not werewolves. There’s no such thing as werewolves!”
    Mr. Moon studied him. “One of you is dangerous,” he said softly. “One of you has made several attacks in this town. One of you is a werewolf! Is it you ?”
    “Me?” Tristan’s voice cracked. “A werewolf? I don’t think so.”
    The teacher turned to Ray. “You’re the tough guy, right? Always looking for a fight?”
    “Huh?” Ray gaped at him. “I’m just into the WWF, that’s all.”
    Mr. Moon stared hard at Ray. “You just told us you enjoy feeling real animal body parts.”
    “That…that was a joke!” Ray stammered.
    Mr. Moon turned to the girls.
    Rosa and Bella took a step back. Bella’s eyes were suddenly filled with fear.
    “Who is it?” he demanded. “One of you? Why not step forward now and save us all a lot of time?”
    “Is your dad joking?” Tristan turned to Michael.
    But Michael had vanished from the room.
    “We…we have to get home early,” Rosa told the teacher.
    “Yes. We all have a curfew,” Tristan said. “We promised our parents.”
    Mr. Moon scratched the side of his face. The white vampire makeup on his cheek smeared onto his hand. He studied the smear on his fingers for a moment.
    “I’m afraid you won’t be home early,” he told Rosa. He pointed to the window.
    Through the bars, Tristan could see the moon still rising in the black night sky.
    “The full moon won’t reach its height till the clock strikes midnight,” Mr. Moon said. “At that moment, the werewolf will be revealed to us all. I have no choice. I must keep you here until then.”
    “But we can’t stay. We have an eleven o’clock curfew!” Tristan insisted.
    The teacher shook his head. “You cannot leave.”
    “This is a joke. I know it is!” Bella cried. “But it isn’t funny!”
    She turned to Angela. “Can’t you help us?”
    Angela turned away.
    “Let me show you something,” Mr. Moon said. He motioned for the kids to follow him. He led them down a short hall.
    Against the back wall stood a wire cage. The kind of cage pet stores use to hold very large dogs.
    “This is where I will keep the werewolf,” he announced. He slapped the top of the cage, making it ring. “The werewolf will stay here as my prisoner.”
    Tristan blinked. The man is serious, he realized. He is totally serious about this.
    He plans to keep the four of us here until midnight.
    And then what?
    Mr. Moon rubbed his hands together. The smile returned to his face. “Don’t look so glum, everyone,” he said. “This is a party. Let’s have some fun.”
    Fun? Tristan thought.
    He locks us in and bars the windows? Then hetells us to have fun?
    “Let’s play some more games,” Mr. Moon said, leading them back to the living room.
    Tristan felt another chill of fear. “Games?” he asked. “What kind of games?”
    The teacher narrowed his eyes at Tristan. “Werewolf games,” he whispered.

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    “My wife and I will be right back,” Mr. Moon said. “We have to prepare the next game.