Game 2 | Game 2 Outline |
After undoing your shirtsleeves, Irene slowly runs a shaking hand through your short fur. You blink in surprise, enjoying the contact.
"What...happened?" she stammers. "How did you get like this?"
You explain the story. How you came across the talking wolf called Fred. "It's only now that I realise what he's done," you manage to say. It's getting more difficult to speak as you're slowly developing a muzzle. And your teeth are now a little longer - especially the canines. "He must be a werewolf - and he's infected me. But what's happening in the city? You say there's other werewolves?"
"Yes - reports started coming in during the evening. Humanoid werewolves are roaming the streets, breaking into food stores and restaurants. And hunting animals in the parks. Anyone who gets bitten by them soon turn into a werewolf themselves! People could be dying right now! The police can't cope. The national guard's been called, and there's talk of shutting off the city with a barricade," Irene says breathlessly.
The silence that follows is broken by a pierci ng howl from close by. Resisting the urge to reply in kind, you dash to the window. Peeking around the curtain, Irene and you spy a humanoid werewolf leaping upon a screaming couple. In the fight that follows, the man tries to tackle the assailant - only to be left clawed, and thrown aside. Then, steeling herself, the woman slams the werewolf into a wall with a couple of whacks from her handbag.
Rubbing its bruised head, the werewolf lopes off, with its tail drooped in submission.
The woman then turns her attention to her companion. "Oh, god, Stuart! You're bleeding!"
"What the hell happened, Barbara?" he moans.
She shakes her head, too stunned to explain, and pulls out her mobile phone to call an ambulance.
Written by Midnight Blue
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