Sam realized he might not have much longer to live. He stared helplessly across the room, and took in the large crucifix hanging on the opposite wall.
"You fucking DYKES. You fucking fucking DYKES. So that's the score. You're gonna gang up and do me in, huh?"
Sam wriggled in his chains, fruitlessly, and then smiled as he saw the moon start to rise. "You bitches are dead!"
"I don't think so Sam," Jen smirked, as the moon fully rose. She paused. "Why the hell aren't you changing?" she shouted.
"Oh but I am," Sam said ruefully. "Keep your eyes on my hair" he said, in a strange tone. Jen and Gillian looked, but instead of seeing more hair there seemed to be less, especially on Sam's once-fuzzy chest. He laughed bitterly.
"You think you're real cunning Jen, but when it comes down to it you're just a dumb cluck." He turned to Gillian. "Hey lady, didn't you wonder just why you're so eager to be Jen's eager lackey? I bet she said 'transform or dare' to you, didn't she?"
"Shut the hell up Sam!"
Gillian turned around. "What's he saying?" she asked, looking back at Jen.
Sam addressed Gillian.
"Listen lady. Jen probably told you all sorts of bad stuff about me. Did she tell you that I was trying to kill her because SHE was the one who killed our parents? Because they found out she was a satanist? One who made a pact with the devil to gain bestial form, and ensnared me into her incestous grasp?"
"You lie!" Said Gillian. "My darling isn't that sort of person!"
"She is. I swear to you on the body of our Lord Jesus Christ."
Jen whirled around at him. "You deceiving asshole!"
Sam screamed to Gillian, sweat running down his hairless pectorals. "Listen lady, Jen had you pegged for hired help the moment she ran in here. She used that transform or dare trick on you to make you her willing accomplice, and when she's through with you she'll throw you to the cops and go fuck someone else. And if you don't believe me, use the curse back at her! Transform or dare!"
Gillian turned to Jen. "Is all this true? Did you lie to me about?"
"No Gillian, no! I swear! He's a liar!"
"What about the curse? That transform or dare thing?"
Jen froze. She looked down and paused, trying to decide upon an answer.
Gillian realized the situation immediately. Her face darkened. Jen was caught in the headlights.