Carl Wilson
Going out to look for Ivy and Ben was a mistake. A huge, huge mistake.
I thought it would quiet the wolf down, if I fed it just a little bit. Take some action instead of constant inaction. Fooling myself into thinking that if I know where they are, I can best distract the hunt for them in the opposite direction.
But the wolf has always been with me. I should know the wolf by now. Giving the wolf a little taste doesn't satisfy it for a while. It doesn't convince it to go lie down in a corner and rest.
A little taste is an appetizer for the wolf. It stimulates the hunger.
I constantly itch now. I swear that I spend every waking second hoping that nothing upsets me, because I'm so close to transforming.