A bit of something silly,.. but totally and horribly real!

2006

"Ok Kiddies!, Thanks for being so reverent!.. I know EFY's great isn't it! "Remember who you are!" Kenneth said one last goodbye for the day to his EFY students and strolled down the path on the verge of the BYU campus. Class had gotten over a little late but it was a path that Jeppy had followed night after night after class got out and he often wandered them at night just thinking about life and the ongoing pursuit of his eternal companion. He stopped to pick up a paper that someone had carelessly left on the side of the Path. He glanced over the headline as he placed it in the trash bin. "Heck Hound Attacks Another Student" Student Emmet Thompson narrowly escaped the clutches of the heck hound late thursday night at the cost of his best friend and bride to be Angus Chatworth. "She was such a swe... Kenneth quickly lost interest in the sub par article and continued down the trail.

There was someone walking ahead of him on the trail, just far enough that he couldn't quite make out who he was, though he could tell that he was a councilor by the blue polo he was wearing and he was almost sure that it was that loser that he had seen the day before riding his unicycle. Deciding he didn't want to waist to much time on the dork ahead of him he pulled the wad of papers out of his back pocket that he had been preparing the lesson for the next day on. He was thankful for BYU for putting so many light up around campus, it was almost as easy to read in the middle of the night as it would have been in the middle of the day. The School had installed the lighting system to make it easier for the watcher to catch some of the weaker students that would make midnight runs to the local grocery store and then try to sneak Coca Cola back onto the campus.

It was almost midnight now and the full moon was now high in the sky. Kenneth looked up as it emerged from the thin cloud it was painstakingly trying to hide behind. Glancing back at his papers he noticed that the unicycle guy was no longer on the trail.. Where did he go, he thought to himself as nonchalantly scanned the path and the surrounding courtyards. He was absolutely gone! The odd thing decidedly was that there was nowhere for him to go. All the buildings on this part of campus were a locked at night. Kenneth joked to himself that he must have ducked into one of the bushes ahead to use the bathroom. As he got a little closer to the bushes ahead and heard the rustling sound he actually thought that it might have been right! Dread washed over every inch of his body and he approched the scene, the last thing he wanted to do was relive that night he was stuck alone in downtown Ogden after hours.

The guy was coming out of the Bush, "Oh, Kenneth exclaimed." "You were just hiding because you don't have a beard card!!

There was a struggle as Ken dove into the bushes but it was over in min. No one would have ever have noticed, it was over so quickly.

The sun was already high over head when his eyes finally opened. "I must have missed my morning class at least" he said to himself as he emerged from the Bush. His shirt was torn to threads, barley hanging on his tall muscular frame. And... his pants where missing completely. NOOO!!! He screamed, attracting more attention to himself on the busy campus then was decidedly necessary. It seemed like only minutes and he was back at his digs. The whole trip seemed like a blur, At first he thought it really was only min, the time went so quickly but he decided that it had probably just been repressed due to the fact that he was three quarters nude.

I never have figured out where my pants go during the transformation he said to himself as he spead along the freeway toward home. The body would be found soon and against all logic instinct tol him that he needed as much distance between him and the remains as possible. He figured noone would suspect him anyway, He had become more and more "unreliable" in the past year and noone who knew him would think twice about him taking off early. The truth was it was what he had to do to keep his secret. His theropist had told him that his pants dissapearing was due to some underlieing insecuraty he was shedding off when he changed to the Werewolf. Kenneth had decided he just needed looser fitting pants, sure they werent as supportive but pants are expensive and granite sales are down. It was really his only choice.