章節 3: “The pub...” - Alex
I ran until my hind legs fell out from beneath me.
I tried to keep running but my legs couldn't carry the weight anymore. It felt like I was trying to balance on fragile sticks that could snap underneath me at any moment.
I moved two more steps to lay underneath the cover of the pub near me. I collapse beside the thick concrete wall, it left me cold but happy to feel this man-made object.
I finally look around, my Vampire eyes dialing the night vision up a few notches. I was in the outskirts of a town, it seemed the bar across a inn was lively: you could feel the music vibrating you bones and core, along with the screechy voices "Why you gotta be so ruuuudde." A woman, who had stepped out moments before the life altering screams, removed her self from the bushes and fumbled with a flip phone. After a little you could hear her giggling as she talked to someone else on the phone.
Maybe a lover? I wouldn't understand. This is the 'happy' part of being alone. After a few minutes a truck raced up and parked right in front of the woman. Here's her ride. I wonder how it feels to, you know, have someone else to depend on. God, when I die I will gather a group of trusting friends so good that they would die again for me.... but the real question, is can I die in this body of mine?
The man, who came out of the car, help the drunk woman into the passenger seat, but he handled her with close care and I felt a sense of longing.
But soon my eyes couldn't be forced open any longer. 'If something happens... deal with it yourselves', I command. My monsters nod in agreement.
Later, while the sun began its ascent, it burned my eyes open. The glare hurt my sleepy eyes.
The pub booked next to me; people went in and out of the tavern every other minute.
The smell emitted from the pub's kitchen set my senses ablaze and my mouth a sea of saliva. My mouth opened wide to mimic the feeling of biting into one of the savory smelling steaks. My tastebuds would interchangeably become a slave to she pub's owner.
My claws dug the ground in yearning, and for a while I forgot about my current escape from my Mates. I felt my body sway to the entrance of the tavern, but common sense held me back. I know that society has adapted but not enough that I can walk in their razor sharps claws and jagged teeth. My body would be more than enough to scare away any costumers.
I remind my Beasts that society, especially small towns like this, haven't adapted that well just yet.
I feel, more than see, my sharp claws retract and shrink into nails on my paws. My furry body sucked in the bristling hairs, my snout shrunk into a nose and gaping mouth. My paw turned into palms.
I stood up in my human form, my clothes still attached and unchanged (hehehe).
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