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7 – It’s Getting Boring By The Sea

Roan’s mini-vacation from life ended before noon, when Seb called and told him he was needed at a shooting gallery downtown, near the waterfront. Someone had transformed inside it, sending the conscious junkies running. Or at least stumbling, possibly shambling.

He hurried to throw on some clothes and get down there, taking the motorcycle for speed, but it turned out he needn’t have hurried. Roan knew from the smell inside the shooting gallery that the cat was dying. Not that it was easy to tell, as the stench of unwashed bodies, unflushed toilets, and general human misery – that also included a hint of blood that made him want to growl – was overwhelming.

So did the cat, a compact female panther that couldn’t even make a responding noise to him when he roared. He found her laying on her side, laboring to breathe, unable to stand or even work up a half decent growl. Roan sat on the filthy floor beside her, and while she followed him with her golden eyes, she couldn’t move her head. (more…)

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