Godly Reader

He blinks. And blinks again.
Then he howls in laughter. In the distance, you hear other wolves howling. It's not even nighttime yet. You feel shivers run down your spine and decide to focus on the wolf in front of you for now.
"That's a good one. My wife used to make those jokes." His eyes glaze over and he seems to be looking at something behind you. You turn and see a painting of…