<sub></sub><strong>Mark in the stables and it is no fun</strong><br/>“We will have to be careful doctor,” The man dropped his voice yet further, “I think there may be a few ‘investigating… tonight’” Johnny furrowed his brow a little “I think we need to start at the stables. I am hoping we will meet my ‘friend’ there.” The man lost the furrow and almost managed a smile, “Sometimes I think she is more of a man than I…though don’t tell her, she would kill me.”<br/><br/>“Come on then lets see …” The inspector had a gun too, he and the doctor were able to make there way downstairs and then outside, the sky was clear and the moon shone brightly in the deep sky.<br/><br/>The two were able to get to the stables though perhaps they might have wished otherwise.<br/><br/>The horses were already uneasy and Mark and Johnny had already seen a body earlier and two men were carrying it outside now. The ‘dead’ man then seemed to explode into fur teeth and claws.<br/><br/>The next thing Mark knew he was sitting in the stables drinking a shot of brandy.<br/><br/>The Stable master was cleaning the stone floor along with a couple of the helpers in his employ, they smiled politely as the Inspector offered Mark an arm once the brandy was finished. "we need to talk." All the while that damned hurdy gurdy was playing.<br/><br/><br/>