An unwelcome answer

Hunter stared at the video, collecting his thoughts before leaning back in his chair.

"An impressive bit of editing Mr. Dunnigan," he said when he thought he could trust his voice. "I thought you were a history professor, not a videographer."

"I am many things Mr. Collins, but one thing I am not is a master of special effects. Let me assure you that what you have seen is untouched, and very real. Very real."

"So you're trying to tell me that you're a werewolf?" Hunter said incredulously. "I'm sorry Mr. Dunnigan but this joke has gone far enough. I stopped believing in werewolves when I was about ten years old."

The older man smiled indulgently. "I'm not trying to tell you that I'm a werewolf Mr. Collins. I actually prefer the term lycanthrope, but that's by the by. What I am telling that I WAS a werewolf. The only werewolf in this room right now is you."