In the back of a Winnebago

[apocalypsesoon]

John came awake from a light doze in the back of the vehicle, looking around as if expecting something, a half-remembered dream fading away.

"Werechicken?"

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[l1ttle_billy]

"Where?" Billy demanded. He too had been dozing, acting as a pillow to the girlfriend. She was not a happy camper to be disturbed as the ninja started awake.

[apocalypsesoon]

"I dunno," John said, looking around. He settled back after a moment, a funny look on his face. "I was just thinking about...about someone from Fandom." He shook his head. "Never mind."

[l1ttle_billy]

"There was a were-chicken at Fandom?" Zanya asked blurrily.

[apocalypsesoon]

"Yes," John said, with a straight face. "On the three days of the full moon, the island would be attacked by a fierce monster, a bird the size of a man, with razor sharp claws, and a beak that could bite through a pipe wrench."