At night, I was busy sleeping when I suddenly heard a huge noise coming from downstairs, I rode down and brought along a bat, I thought it was a thief however the one I assumed turned out to be clay, he was busy mixing up some herbs into a hand grounder, after that he pours the blended substance into the glass cup next to him.

I kept on watching the same thing, until the juncture I thought about coming towards him, my hand was just about to touch his shoulders, but he turned unaware and grabbed me heavily on my neck, he brought me to the kitchen table and pinned me against my will.

"You! What are you doing here,?".

His hands were still holding my neck.

"Sorry! But let go," I said in a cracked voice.

Clay lets me off and pulls a few steps away from me.

"You shouldn't be here Anna," he sadly uttered.

"Why! " I moved toward him and grabbed his hand, " tell me, Is there something you're not informing me,?' I askance said to him.

Clay pulls his hands away and said.

"No! There isn't and you shouldn't be here,!" He oftentimes said to me.

"You're yet to answer my question, Clay," I fought.

"What question Anna! There isn't any and can you please leave and go back to your bedroom," he showed me the door.

And went back to continue what he was busy doing, I checked him looking at a tiny book.

I wonder what is written inside of it and why he has so many herbal medicines in the bottle.

I came to my bedroom as Clay had ordered, I still don't feel like sleeping, and the only thing that kept on reoccurring what the fact that, I caught Clay making some herbal drinks, what does he wish to do with them?..

I picked up my phone and again the Phone number of Mr. Lucas Lakewood falls on my lap.

Is this perhaps a sign that I should call him?

I don't know what is wrong with Clay, I guess it wouldn't be bad or Intruding if I go speak to his father, at least I should be able to know what the person I am living with is like, what secret does Clay hide From me?..

I dialed the number on my phone.

It is one in the morning, and I didn't know why I should be calling a man whom I am quite sure Should be asleep.

"Anna! I'm glad you called,".

He picked up the call and the first thing I heard other than a salutation was the adornment of how gladdened he was about my phone call.

"Mr. Lucas Toady we couldn't talk because of your son, so I am requesting if it wouldn't be too bothersome for you if we meet a place and talk, Clay doesn't want me near you, and to be honest it freaks me out to know the reason why,"...

I said to him on the phone.

I made sure to close the door before making the call, I don't want Clay to find out that I disobeyed him and I have contacted his dad, whom he precisely warned me to stay clear off...

"Yes of cause Anna, when you're less busy come to my place, I'll send you the address, okay,".

He lets out.

"Thank you, sir," I said and severed the phone call.

I should be able to find out the truth from Clay's dad, we won't be interrupted by his son, and I would be keen to ask questions and find out the hidden secret of my roommate.

At seven in the morning, I got dressed and went downstairs, Clay was in the kitchen cooking, he was so busy with what he was doing that he didn't notice when I opened the front door and left.

I stopped a cab and asked him to drive.

I don't think I'd be able to go anywhere if Clay by any chance catch me leaving so early in the morning.

Mr. Lucas Lakewood had the address of his place sent to my phone, it wasn't however difficult to find when I told the driver where I would be going.

The cab driver stopped by the crossroad of a huge mansion.

"We were here ma'am," he said to me.

"Whoa! Really,?" I paid for the fare and I came down from the car.

I approached the mansion gate when a man came outside and welcomed me in.

We both came inside the mansion.

If I thought the outside of the mansion was phenomenal, the inside is stupendous.

"Anna! You're here my dear,".

Mr. Lucas came down and he pulled me in for a hug.

"How are you,!" He says.

"I'm fine, but that isn't the reason why I came," I pulled away from him.

"I am here for your son, something isn't right with him,". I confided in him...

"I know dear, but what I am about to tell you, I don't think Clay will forgive me if I do,".

He goes to the couch opposite mine and sits down.

"What do you mean! What is clay hiding,?" I pulled a bit from the couch, and listen to him clearly explain himself to me.

Mr. Lucas asked for a cup of coffee to be made, and it was after they have brought it over to him and kept it at the table, he took the cup from the table and said.

"Anna! Do you believe in Werewolves, vampires, and witches,?".

He drinks the coffee from the cup and he kept it on the table.

Do I believe that Werewolves, vampires, and witches are real, what exactly does he mean by that?

Although I watch paranormal movies and read books, There isn't any more to think about, it's a myth and nothing else.

"To be honest, I don't know," I answer back to him.

"You don't know? Why don't you,?" He asked me again.

"I don't know sir, but please explain to me what is happening, and about Werewolves, vampires, and witches, it's only but a myth, made up story,".

I declared not to be a believer.

"Wow! Dear I am sorry to tell you that, Werewolves, vampires, and witches are real, they aren't made up by human imagination,".

Mr. Lucas idealizes with me the possibilities, supernatural beings excited.

"How do you know,?" I interrogated further.

"How do I know,?" Mr. Lucas laughs, "It's easy dear, I know this because my son is a Werewolf as I am too,'

He rests his back on the couch and stared at his thunderstruck face.

What does he mean by he is a Werewolf and so is his son?., What is happening?