“YVK, where are you?”
XXV charged down the corridor, yelling at the top of his voice. He hadn’t long been out of the daycare centre, and he and his friend had already got into one of their games, which had already got them into enough trouble with the nurses. But more importantly, she was already winning, so he needed to catch up fast.
“It’s your turn to find me, anyway. It’s not fair, I always get the hard job.”
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The pain of birth was unbearable, and it didn’t go away. It was a great, writhing monster inside you, constantly changing from one form into another. Some days, it was like white hot needles, other days it was an intense pressure on your bones. The only consistent thing was that it was always there. Every one of the babies in the nursery felt it, and they knew that the others felt it. And he was no exception.
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When Rufus awoke, he was lying spread-eagled on his bed with a dull ache in his head and most of his limbs. He heaved himself up and gingerly put his feet onto the floor. Finding he was ok to walk, he made his way down to the lab. Steven was already there, logging something into the computer.
Continue reading Rufus Lowell: Werewolf of Sim State — Chapter 4: The Transformation
“Rufus honey, breakfast.”
Rufus mumbled a vague reply and buried his face in the bedclothes. He inhaled deeply, drinking in the familiar scent of home. He hadn’t slept in his old bed since long before his graduation, and within only a few hours he would be leaving again. Never mind if the bacon went cold; he was determined to relish the opportunity to relax for as long as possible. Sadly, that opportunity was cut short all too soon by something wriggly and cold diving into the bed beside him.
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