Who says the werewolves will speak last? They could be among us right now, listening to us betraying each other! Nevertheless... I think you might have done it. Comatose in Rivendell when I know perfectly well that you were in town all night last night when poor dear Shelob was murdered. You're lying already! It could very well be you the werewolf, and would I ever know? No! Not until you attack me in my sleep, interrupting such wonderfully informative dreams of flowers and llamas and many other things of that nature. And I would be dead. D. E. D. Dead.
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