It was a peaceful night in Jasper Park. All the wolves were sleeping and the night was calm. Nothing could go wrong!

Except an ancient beast from a dark legend, but, what are the chances of that happening. Wayne was in his police box looking over how to fix a section of the TARDIS. Humphrey and Kate were sleeping snuggly together.

Hutch was in his den, of course not the den he shared with Aaron that was destroyed, no, he went back to his old den. While he was sleeping, Claudette and Saul were at the entrance of the den telling ghost stories.

"…but the man wasn't trying to kill her, no…. he was warning her…." Claudette said as Saul whimpered. "…About the maniac in the back seat…"

"D-did she l-l-live?" Saul asked fearfully.

"No… and you know how I know?"

"How?"

"I was that maniac!" Claudette whispered in his ear. Saul jumped back and screamed. His heart was racing. This woke up Hutch.

He spoke drowsily. "You guys should get to sleep…"

"In a minute…"

"Just don't stay up too late…" Hutch finished as he went back to sleep. Claudette laughed.

"You're so easy to scare…" She told Saul.

"I am not!"

"Really? The story I told before this one, you got so scared, you peed yourself."

"I wasn't scared! I was just peeing!" Saul pouted.

"Yeah right…" Claudette scoffed.

"Let me tell a story."

"All right shoot…"

Saul cleared his throat and looked at her and smiled. He was about to speak when his face turned petrified. He then stammered.

"M-m-m-m-m-m-m….." That's all he can say.

"Moe? Who's Moe?" Claudette asked.

"Mon-mon-mon-mon…"

"Monday? It's not Monday."

"If you're trying to scare me then it's not working." She said as she folded her arms. Saul then pointed behind her and she looked. Her jaw dropped and her eyes widened.

There it stood. A monster….