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With a sigh, you walk round to the passenger side of the car, open the door, and get in.

Well, it certainly doesn't *feel* like it's really a horse. The inside is perfectly ordinary for a car, and the seat feels perfectly normal.

The only problem is, that there are no seatbelts.

As if reading your mind, Mryar comments, "I have to keep up the illusion both in appearance and through touch. Otherwise, anyone who accidentally brushed against this car would feel a horse's body."

Right... Well, you are still not sure that this man is totally sane, but, then again, who are you to talk? After all, you *are* a werewolf who has just murdered your girlfriend.

With a screech of tires, Mryar turns the car around, and zooms back the way you came. He doesn't go through the forest, though - instead, he goes alongside it. Ahead of you, you can see a cluster of mountains.

Mryar drives across the fields, eventually coming to a stop beneath one of the mountains. He opens the car door, and gets out. "Come on," he tells you.

After a moment's hesitation, you clamber out of the car, and breathe in the fresh air.

Without waiting for you, Mryar starts up the mountain path.

"Hey!" You chase after him. "I thought that you were going to change the car back?!"

Mryar glances back over his shoulder. "It will be fine the way it is," he responds. "Now come on." He turns back to the mountain path.

What do you want to do?