Do you mind....do you mind checking under my bed? Did you see that the moon is full? He asked.

Yes, I saw, I said.

Are you ever afraid of the dark? he asked.

I am, sometimes, I admitted.

He nodded his head. It's easy to be scared, he said. But there's nothing under my bed, is there?

No, I replied.

I think I knew that, he said. And he laughed a little laugh.

His sister, though, approached things differently.

You see, she had realized this important truth:

If you don't venture into the dark,

you won't ever really believe.....

that the werewolves......?

Well, they exist only in your head.