![]() ![]() I turned and looked to see a large creature that looked like a wood bug undulating past me. A weird skittering sound, like light nails brushing against steel, came from my right, from the ground. With whatever happened to me, I wondered if I had peed my pants in fright. There was a sticky, wet sensation on my jeans when I shifted, especial y around my crotch. I was stil in my Port-Town uniform skinny jeans, black polo shirt, black apron. ![]() There was an old man sitting on a chair outside the door, hands resting on a cane, his eyes concentrated on his feet. I lifted my head and shoulders up as much as they could go and looked around me. The doctor and demon girl left my side abruptly, and I was alone, strapped down, facing a door at the end of the hal way. The movement suddenly stopped and the stretcher was stil. “Oh, you had no idea, did you sweetie?” What, I tried to say but my lips were too dry. She had a mask on, covering up those terrible, sharp teeth, but her red, predator eyes were the same. Her dreads were swept up underneath a white cap, but it was the demon girl from the other night. Flabbergasted, I turned my head the other way to see who he was talking to. I was suddenly conscious of someone else beside me. They were strapped in place by heavy, thick leather. I flinched but felt surprisingly constricted. ![]() You did a great job.” The doctor took one hand off of the metal handle and laid it on my forehead. ![]()
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