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I wait, staying seated. I didn't want them to know my mental state. I didn't want them to know how worried I was for Kale. Please, God, if you truly are there, please look after Kale, and protect him. I wait silently for how long, I don't know. Eventually, the door opens. My eyes flicker to the people walking in, and I glare at them.

"What do you want?" I spit out. Two people grab my arms, and that's when I start fighting them. "Get off me!" I shout, trying to move. I feel a prick in my neck, and I groan. Not again, I think to myself, as I fall into the comforting arms of the black abyss once more.
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All that I could hear for the longest time was this annoying beeping noise. I knew it was a heart monitor. For what else could it be. I remember coughing up blood. Esmee shouting my name. I woke up for only a moment before they put me under with an anesthetic. The injury from being hit by a car must of worsened overtime. To the point surgery was required. I ain't complaining. At least I am still alive. Despite my life was in the hands of the enemy.

The anesthetic was still keeping me under. Though it is starting to wear off. How I know this is for one I can hear. Two I start smelling things again. And three my arms and legs feel drafty. I hope I am not in any type of hospital gown. Those things can be embarrassing. Especially the bask side.

Eventually I was able to force open my eyes. At first everything was bright for I was laying directly underneath a light. The walls didn't help. They were white, reflecting the light. Everything within this building... if I am in the same building... had been nothing but white walls. Bright lights. And had this eerie clean look as if they purposely scrub the rooms with 100 proof bleach cleaners.

As I glanced around I notice someone familiar laying on a cot next to mine. At first I couldn't make out the figure for my eyes were still adjusting. Then her image became clear. Esmee was here as well. From what I could tell she was asleep. Don't tell me they had pricked her neck again... that stuff doesn't do her justice when she wakes up from it. I wanted to say something to her to see if she would respond. But when I did I bit down on something hard. It tasted like hard plastic. How did I not notice this till now. I went to reach for put I wasn't able to move my arms.

I glanced down as far as I could to see why. My wrists were strapped down. And so were my ankles. The thing in my mouth appeared to be a breathing tube. I rolled my eyes then laid my head back. I stared up at the ceiling, not the light, the ceiling next to it. Now that I was awake I wanted to get up and move around. I hate being forced in staying put... it gets boring after a short while.
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When Esmee finally regains consciousness, she felt even more sick than the previous times. She moans. "Why does this keep happening to me?" she asks no one in particular. She slowly moves around, not wanting to open her eyes. She knows if she does, the light will hurt them, so she takes her time with opening them. When she finally does, she just stares at the ceiling, so that she doesn't feel so dizzy. Once the dizzy spells leave her, she turns her head to look around her.

Spotting Kale, she grins happily, and slowly sits up. "Kale!" she exclaims. She slowly places her feet on the ground, before walking over to him. She gently takes out the breathing tube she sees in his mouth. "Are you alright?"
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As Esmee removed the breathing tube I could feel myself gagging on it. Until it finally out. I coughed a few times. My mouth was completely dry so I couldn't tell her that I was alright. Though coughing a few times my chest didn't really hurt. There was some pressure on my right side. But overall I felt a whole lot better before. I could't move or get up do to being restrained. But Esmee could easily undo the straps. If so we can get out of here!

Just then someone came walking in. A doctor I presumed for he wore a white jacket, but he had this atmosphere around him that sent my skin crawling. He appeared to be in his forties. He also appeared to be well groomed. He walked up to us slowly not alarmed Esmee was up and about freely. Or that she had removed the breathing tube. He now stood right next to Esmee and was staring down at me. I could tell that he was thinking but his face remained blank.

He then pulled out a syringe and a vial. The vial was filled with a some kind of red liquid. He stuck the needle at the top of it filling it up. The syringe was filled almost completely full when he was finally stratified with the amount. Without explaining what he doing or what the liquid was for he stuck the needle into my arm. The needle was long and thin but it hurt like crazy. I clutched my teeth together trying to fight against the pain. Soon all the red liquid was gone he removed the needle. He then turn to Esmee saying a few words before leaving. Esmee's face grew pale. Whatever he had said surely effected her.

I laid there puzzled to what was going on. Then my body started to feel like it on fire. I started to tense up. My body jerked wildly. I screamed out on the top of my lungs. For the pain was overwhelming. Suddenly my bonds broke from all the jerky. I rolled of the bed onto the ground. There I tried to stand up. My body felt stiff. My screams turned into growls. I looked up Esmee pleadingly. But the look on her face wasn't of concern but from horror. I wanted to say something but all I could hear were snarls and whines. I then noticed a mirror just on the other side of the room. Oddly I felt as though I should go look to see what was wrong with me. For a moment I thought I was crawling over to mirror. I was low to ground, though I thought I had forced myself to stand up? Not to be on my hands and knees? Soon I got the mirror I nearly doubled over. There I was. But then again it wasn't me. I thought that my mind was playing a trick but I knew strangely enough that it wasn't.

There reflecting back at me was not a form of a boy but of a wolf. Brown furred, yellow eyes, well formed wolf. How I know it was me. The scars on the right side of my head... there was no mistaking those rigid four lines... shit.... what now!
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