Unable to even get a full look at the costume, let alone get it on, you manage to slip a furry werewolf mask into your pants, just before a large muscular security guard dressed in a gorilla costume effortlessly kicks you out of the building and onto the pavement. You rush over to the bathroom gripping your haul in your hand. You lock yourself in a stall and look at it. The thick beautiful grey fur and skin feel so real, the eyes glow an otherworldly, feral yellow as they stare into yours. Yet, one thing bothered you about the mask, one major thing. This belonged to a fat ass werewolf costume. You can tell by just how chubby the face is, layers and layers of chins are postined just under the snout, it has large wobbly cheeks and bits and pieces of fake food are stuck to the entire face, every where from its forehead to its thick fat lips. This is definitely not the mask you had thought you grabbed. At the same time though it's kind of hillarious, you can't help but accepting it and going out and getting some candy. Without any further thought, you slip it on your head.