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[h2][center]The Museum[/center][/h2]

Feeling his heart drop at the sight, Skyler found a God given courage needed to retain his calm. It was Benjamin, wasn't it? This was the same wolf from before, the same wolf Skyler had been informed of, the same person he was supposed to meet. Nothing went according to plan, nothing following the beaten path laid out before them. Gulping his fears down with the weight of a drowning stone, Skyler took a calculated step backwards, his hand resting firmly on Mushroom's frame to prevent panic from the shivering canine. Knowing his limitations, Mushroom was no blood hound or a guard dog. He was a mere pup, someone who'd rather run than fight. As one could probably assess by looking at him, the canine lacked capability. 

The same could however not be said about Skyler, not by a long shot. Tensing at the werewolf's transformation, Skyler's eyes fell to the murder scene stretching out before him. Blood and fluids laid splattered across the floor and though none of it came from an innocent bystander or an unlucky victim. It was all Benjamin, every cell of it. Had the poor boy gone through this same event back at his home when he transformed the first time? Was this going to be a repeated process every time he proceeded to transform? 

Managing to steal a glance at the woman besides him, Skyler's eyes found home on the actions Ben continued to make. Yet again, he acted like a playful pup. Though his initial movement nearly brought the poor woman enough anxiety to break through, he reached her south of a second before lapping that wet tongue across his skin. The sight was enough to calm Skyler's nerves somewhat. He was still innocent, still harmless. Well, harmless could possibly have been the wrong choice of word. If scared, he could very well turn those fangs and claws into deadly weapons. 

Lowering himself to a knee, Skyler's ground around Mushroom loosened as he placed an arm around the pup, whispering calming words into the canine's drooped ears. [color=f26522]"It's alright, Mushroom."[/color] He spoke ever so softly, halfway hugging his companion before returning to gaze upon the yet harmless beast. [color=f26522]"I know him."[/color] Skyler continued, uttering the sentence to Marie whom appeared in control of the situation. Perhaps though, she merely wished to be, but reality might have looked otherwise. In truth, Skyler was more afraid of himself than he was of Ben. Animals far from scared the boy, and given recent changes, he had grown quite resilient to exterior fear. However, internal anguish had been accelerated with a notable pace. Would the worst come to pass, Skyler loathed to think of the outcome not because of Ben, but because fire could very well consume all.