The furry man snarled and dealt the cards. They played for almost 
     an hour. In the end, the cloaked man won. 
          "I vant to drink your blood!" he said, moving closer to the boy 
     and showing two long, pointy teeth. 
          "I think you cheated," the boy said. He reached for the pointy 
     teeth and broke them off--SNAP! 
          "YOWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWW!" howled the man as he ran from the room. 
          The tall man lunged at the boy, and the furry man leaped with a 
     roar. The boy sprang out of the way, and the two smashed into each 
     other. As they tumbled to the floor, they faded away into nothing, and 
     so did the table and chairs. 
          The boy settled himself again before the fire. "I enjoyed the 
     game," he said, "but when do I get the willies?"