Hi, I'm Louis Pine, and as you may already know,
I'm a genetic werewolf on my dad's side.

I'm about to experience my first transformation.

Welcome to my crib camp. I've got everything
a transforming wolf needs for the full moon.

We've got meat sticks, smoked, three
different kinds.

We've got muffins, two kinds. Fresh.

And, canned.

"Going to be a fat werewolf."

Haha, very funny viewer. I'll have you
know you don't want to start your

lupine life on an empty stomach. Trust me.

(crunch)

(laughs)

Muffin in a can.

This is pretty good.

(laughs)

For later.

(gasp)

(guitar noises)

Any requests?

(laughs)

No? Ok. Well, uh, this is a song my dad
used to sing to me. It's about a good wolf.

(guitar music plays)

I uh, I can't remember any of the words.

(guitar music plays)

(guitar playing suddenly stops)

Sydney, have you seen Louis? His mom's
looking for him.

Um, no, mom, I haven't seen him.

(On phone) No, she hasn't seen him.

(On phone) If he comes by I'll definitely give you 
a call. OK, take care. Bye, bye.

(Louis on the computer) Oh look, some
replies to my post on survival.com.

There's one from Alex, he says: "Dude, 
don't eat all your muffins too early."

Thanks Alex, but uh, it's a bit late for that.

(laughs)

Alright there's one from Wolfy, he says:
"Make sure you have a pencil handy so

you can still type when you turn into a wolf."

Will that really work?

(keys jangle)

(typing)

Stigma says: "Nobody told me it would be
this painful. I can still feel my bones are shaping."

Thanks Stigma, that makes me feel so 
much better.

(rain drops on roof)

Oh, great. Rain.

(birds chirping)

Oh no!