We’ve been running all Moonday night, and all day and night Timeday. It’s Witchday afternoon and now, as of today, Evelyn and I, are shacking up with a house full of werewolves and other half humans.
One of them is a half horse – half man. I think he’s called a centaur. The others are all sorts of crazy mixes.
The cult’s called the CowSkee Clan, and apparently they’ll protect us until the Communion returns.
As of yesterday, Evelyn and I, are wanted criminals and have a witch hunt after us. I really don’t like Shanahan!