SciFi Saturday Special Feature, "The Wereman of Mesa"

Full Moon tonight...

I remember well what happened when last that orb shone brightly across the desert…and the horror that followed.


As its light streamed through the open window, I started to feel strange, twitching and snarling...


I dropped to the floor, unable to control my tremors...


as a strange metamorphosis began to occur...


I called out to my vet, "What's happening to me?" and thus she replied:

"Even a dog who is pure in heart and says his prayers by night, may become a man when the mandrake blooms and the winter moon is bright."
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Now I bet she's sorry she had me fixed...