"Uh....." you say, trying to wrap your mind around what's happening. You don't know why you're here, nor why werewolves, which you NEVER believed in, are real.
"Sir..graahhh," growls the head butler, now sporting a bit of facial stubble, "Time is of the essence..grrr..." His ears have elongated, sprouting tufts of long brown fur. He's not even looking at you, rather on the horizon, where the moon is almost fully up.
The second butler is laughing now, laughing at you as he tears at his uniform shirt, revealing fur growing on his chest."He who hesistates is lost, sir," he says, laughing more as his teeth grow pointed, fanglike.
The maid looks at you with glowing yellow eyes, still undeniably beautiful, even as her face grows covered with auburn fur, her jaw sliding forward. "Looks like nature will make your choice for you, sir," she says, sounding a little saddened by this.
You've got no more than a minute or two to run, either back into the house, (and your appparent destiny, according to your new staff.)or off onto the grounds, taking your chances with the three werewolves.