Werewolves

AJournalofTransformation

AliceCarr

Saturday,April12th

MarkandIwereattackedbyapackofwilddogswhenwewerewalkingthroughthewoodsafterleavingKatie’sparty.Theywerehuge—likewolves?Thereweremaybesixofthemandtheysurroundedus.Webothgotbitten.TheyknockedusdownbutImanagedtogetupandhitoneofthemhardonthesideoftheheadwithabranch.Wekeptswingingbranchesandtheyfinallyjustranoffintothewoods,allatonceasagroup.

Itwaslatebutthemoonwasout,andwe’vecutthroughthereamilliontimesbefore.Idon’tunderstandwheretheycamefrom—Ididn’tthinktherewereanywolvesaroundhere.

Theireyeswereshiny,likecamerared-eye,butwithouttheflash.

Idon’tknowifweshouldbeworriedaboutthebites.Theydidn’tseemRABID,buthowcanyoutell?Theyweren’tfoamingatthemouthandtheydidn’tseemsickatall.Andthebitesaren’tverydeep—they’vealreadystoppedbleeding.WebMDsaysthefirstsignsofrabiesbasicallyshowupinacouplemonths,butthenifyouhavesymptoms,youdie.

God,myheartbeatisgoinglikecrazy.Ican’tcalmdown.Thepartywaswhatever.Mybrotherissuchasocialmisfit.He’salwaysactingweird,likeyoucantellhewantstotalktopeople,buthe’salwayskindofoff.Idon’tknowwhattodo.Ibringhimtothesethingsandhedoesn’treallyeventry.SometimesIwonderwhyIdoitatall.Goingtotakeahotshowerandtrytosettledown,andcleanoutthesebites.CheckedonMarkandhe’ssoundasleep.

Sunday,April13th

Isleptfor13hourslastnight.It’salready4pm.Iremembermomknockingandcomingintocheckonmeafewhoursago.Mymuscleshurt.Ithinkthat’smorefromfightingthewolvesratherthanmypotentialrabies.Thebitesdon’tlookallthatbadactually.

HadaveggieburgerandkindofzonedoutinfrontoftheTV.Mark‘supbuthe’sstillinhisroom.It’sweird,arewegoingtotalkabouttheattacklastnightornot?IhavesomehomeworkIshouldbedoingfortomorrowbutreallydon’tfeellikeit.Kindofspacedout.UsuallywhenI’mspacedoutIfeellikedrawing.Ikeepthinkingaboutthewoods.Igrewuparoundhereandthewoodsneverspookedme,butwhenImutetheTVIcanhearsounds—windblowingandthingswalkingaroundoutside

Monday,April14thStudyHall

WhenIgottoschoolInoticedthisweirdsmellinthehallway.Itsmelledlikebloodorpennies,metallicandsweet,likeIcouldtasteitonmy

tongue.Icouldn’treallytellwhereitwascomingfrom,itwassortoffromeverywhere.IwalkedpastthesesketchyguysInevertalkto,likethekindofguyswhomightaswelllivetherestoftheirlamelivesoutsmokingintheparkinglotandlisteningtobadmetal.OneofthemwaskindofbeatuplookingandasIpassedbyhimandhisbuddiesHESMELLEDME.

Heactuallysniffedme,andthentheylaughedandkeptwalking.Socreepy.

Home

Markhasn’tcomehomeyet.IsawhimthismorningwhenIgotup.He’ssupposedtobelookingforajob.Maybethat’swhyhe’sbeenout.TalkedtoSamanthaatlunchandshethinksIshouldgogettestedforrabies.Shesaysiftheyweren’twolvestheyweredogs,andapackofdogsisprobablyferal.Idon’tknow,thebiteslookbettereventoday.

Itwasreallyhardtoconcentrateatschool.Everythingseemedsharper?I’m

Itwasreallyhardtoconcentrateatschool.Everythingseemedsharper?I’minclasseverydayandit’sthesame,youknowyou’rejustinclass,buttodayitwashardtoignorethateveryone’ssittingaroundme,andlikesomeone’sfidgetingortappingtheirpencilorwhatever.

Mark’sfinallyback.Hi,Mark!Mumblemumble.Wherewereyou?Mumble,“Out.”Anyluckfindingajobtoday?Ofcoursehedidn’t,right?Whatkindofjobdoyoulookforsulkingaroundwearingahoodieandneverbrushingyourhair?

Tuesday,April15th

Icalledandmadeanappointmenttoseethedoctorandtheysaidsurecomeinrightaway,butonthewaythereafterschoolIjustDIDN’Twanttogo.DIDNOT.Couldnot.Itwasthisreallystrongfeeling,likesomethingbadwouldhappentomeifIwenttothedoctor.

Totallyirrationalandkindofscary.

Ikeptdrivingpasttheclinicandjustkeptgoingandlikeusualwhenyoujustgooutdriving,youendupatthemall.Mybrotherwastherestandingaroundwiththosedirtbagsfromschool.

Justlikehangingout.SoMarkhasfriendsnow,andit’stheseguys?Theyallkindofstank,aweirdmuskysmell,likemudorstinkweed.That

guywiththebruiselookedlikeitwasalmostgone.Iwonderedifheputaporkchoponit,likeinacartoon.TooweirdforMarktobehangingout,itfeltlikeIcaughthimatsomethingandIfeltembarrassed,almostturnedaroundbuthecalledmeover.

“Heysis.”

“Um,heyBro.What’sup?”

“Sis?”Whatisthis,hisnewcooltalk?

Mybrothergivesintroductions.Hesaysthey’regoingtogocampinganddoIwanttocome.SincewhendoesMarkgocamping?

“Sincethisweekendwhenwego.Comeon,Ipromiseit’llbefun.”

Ooookaaaaay.Yeah,fun.ThereisnowayIamgoingcampingwithabunchofcreepydudes.

Mybrothersmiled.Itwasallteeth

Checkedmybitesbeforegoingtobedandthey’realmosttotallyhealed.IthinkImightcallSamanthaalittlelater.Notsurethough.I’mtiredandjustwanttogo

tosleep,but I’mtotallyexhaustedbutalsoRESTLESS,kindofamped.

CalledSamantha.She’sworkingonapaper.She’sdisappointedIdidn’tgotothedoctorbutknowsbetterthantonagmeorI’lltotallyjustdotheoppositeanyway.Itoldheraboutthecampinginviteandlaughedandthenshe’slike,you’renotgoingareyou?

Wednesday,April16th

Wokeupinthemiddleofthenightwithmyheartracingandmywholebodytense,wideawakeandstarving.Iwentdowntothekitchenandopenedthefridgeandfoundthistrayofrawsteaksthawingonthetopshelfand

Itoreopentheplasticandjuststartedgnawingatthem.OhmygodwasitGOOD.FirstmeatI’vehadinlikethreeyears.I’mstandingthereandthere’smeatjuiceonmyface,onthefloor,andIdidn’tcare.

IfeltmoresatisfiedaftereatingthanIprobablyeverhave.

Ilickedthetrayandlickedthelittlepoolofjuiceoffthefloor.

I’mjustgladnoonecameinandcaughtmedoingit.HowamIgoingtoexplaintomymomwherethesteakswent?

Thursday,April17th

LastnightIdreamtIwasrunninginthewoods,andtherewerealltheserabbitseverywhere.Hundredsofthem,allrunningawayfromme.AndIranafterthem.Chasingthem,tearingthemapart.Dreamendedwithmesittinginafieldwearinganecklaceofrabbitbonesaroundmyneck.

Iwokeupshakingandhungryandwentdownstairsandateapackageoflunchmeatwhilestandinginfrontofthefridge.Replacedthesteakstoday,goingtohavetoreplacethelunchmeattomorrow.I’mwonderingifIshouldbuysomemoreanywayincaseIenduphavinganotherofthese“midnightsnacks.”

Atschooltodayeverybodyseemeddifferent.Idon’tknow,likekindof—rabbity.Iwantedtochasethem.Feltkindof

lightheadedallday.

GotatextfrommybrothersayingcanImeethiminanhour,hesayshehassomeonehewantsmetomeet.Sothat’sweird,butitsoundsseriousinthatwaymybrothercangetandalwaysmeansit,wheneverhegetsseriousaboutsomething.Everythingfeelsweirdanyway,soOK,let’sjustkeepgoingwithit.

MarkandhisnewBFFspulledupinastationwagonthatmightaswellbeheldtogetherbyducttape.Notconfidenceinspiring.Marksays“Hey”andafterthatnoonesaysanythingandwejustlistentoOzzythewholewayonthedriveouttothewoodsnearthelake.Markwasthereandall,butIkeptthinkingIwasgladIbroughtmymacewithme.

I’mnotaTeenGirlGoesMissing.

Thecabinwasnearthelakebutreallywelltuckedawayinthewoodsoffadirtroad.Seemedlikethenearestothercabinwasprobablyalongwayoff.Theplacewasdirty,smelledlikemildewandmushroomsandlikethefirewoodstackedontheporch.CobwebbyandspookyIguessifyou’reneveraroundthesesortsofplaces,butaroundherethat’skindofthenorm—everything’sdarkanddankandleftalone.ItfeltlikeI’dbeentherebefore,eventhoughIhadn’t.

I’msupposedtomeetsomeoneinside?Yeah,Marksays,Tomaswantstotalktoyou.

Hewassittingbythefireplace,whichwasempty,wearingdirtyoldjeansandabeat-upcowboyhat.Verycalm.“Hello,Alice.”

Hi.

“I’msureyouhavealotofquestions.Butfirst,letmeexplainsomethingstoyou.Sit,please.”Andthentheguysallwentouttotheporch.Ididn’tlikethat.ItfeltlikeI’dbeendeliveredorsomething,buttheydidn’tseemtobegoinganywhere,justoutsidesmoking.Ikeptaneyeonthecarbutnoonewasheadingtowardit.Markwouldneverputmeindanger.Whoeverthisguywas,Marktrustedhim.

Irememberhiswordsreallyclearly.EspeciallyifIclosemyeyes.

“You’veprobablynoticedsomechangesoverthelastfewdays,justasyourbrotherhas.Youandyourbrotherwerewelcomedintoourpack,ourfamily,whenwefoundyouinthewoods.Thebiteswegaveyouboth,whichbynowwillhavehealed,wereyourinitiation.They’reyourfirststepintoanewlife,butalsoaveryoldwayoflife,ruledbyanimalnatureandthecyclesofthemoon.TheyoungmenwhoIcanseeyouwonderaboutarealsorecentlywelcomed,butwithseveralcyclesbehindthemalready.

Ihaveseenmanycycles.Thelongeryoulivewiththeanimalnature,thebetteryouwillbeabletounderstandandcontroltheimpulses.You,andyourbrother,andtheseotherboystodifferentextents,arealllearningwhoandwhatyouarenow.

Youarehumans,butyouarenowalsowolves.”

Theboyswerefightingontheporch.Wrestling?AndIcouldn’ttellatfirstiftheywereplayingaround.IlookedatTomasandheseemedunconcerned,andthatmademefeelcalm.

“Icanhelpyouandyourbrotherlearnmoreaboutyournature,justasIamteachingtheseboys.Thepackofferscommunity,butitalsooffersprotection.Therearethosewhomisunderstandus.Mostdo.Wecanmanagethisbysecludingourselveswhenthelightofthemoonshinesmostbrightly.Therearealsothosewhohuntus.Forthisreasonwebandtogether,keepingeachothersafefromharm.Thosewhoseektodestroyusconsiderwhoweare—humanandanimalatonce—anabomination.Asthoughnaturecouldoffenditself.Letusprotectyou,andletmeshowyouhowtocontrolyourwolf-selfanddiscoveryourtruepower.Thereismuchtolearn.Yourbrotherhasalreadyjoinedus.”

yourtruepower.Thereismuchtolearn.Yourbrotherhasalreadyjoinedus.”

Ididn’tgetityet.“DoIlooklikeIwanttojoinsomesortofnewagewolfcult?IloveMark,buthe’d‘join’anythingoranyonethatwouldhavehim.Ishegivingyoumoney?Isthatwhatyouwant?”

Tomasstoodupfromhischairandlookedatme.Thenheclosedhiseyesandbentsuddenly,likehisinsidesconstricted,andthenhisbonesstartedto—move.Itcouldn’thavehappened,butitdidhappen.Iwatchedithappen.Hisfacepushedoutward.Hishandspulledinforasecond,likewhenyouburnyourselfonaniron,andthentheymovedoutward,larger.Hiskneesbentslightlybackwardandhisbackmadeapoppingsound.Therewasnewhaironhisfaceandhands.Heopenedhiseyes,yellow,andfrozewhatwashappeninginplace,lookingatmeforamomentandbreathinghardbeforehisbodypulledbackintoitself.Hesatbackdowninthechair.Alltheboysontheporchwerelookinginthroughthewindowsnow.Ifeltsick.

I’vebeenupallnightwritinganddrawingsincetheydroppedmeoffathomeandit’scalmingmedown.It’salmostmorning.

Markwentbackwiththemtothecabin.Atleastthat’swhattheysaidtheyweregoingtodo.SinceIgothomeIkeephearingtwigssnapping,branchesfromthetreesoutside(?)scrapingthehouseinthewind.There’salsoastrong,musky

treesoutside(?)scrapingthehouseinthewind.There’salsoastrong,muskysmell,whatI’mstartingtounderstandasawolfsmell.

Aretheyoutside?Waitingforme?Watchingme?Idon’tknow.Ineedtosleep.

Friday,April18th

Twohourssleep.School’satotalblur.Idon’tknowwhattothinkaboutlastnight,andbeingsupertiredisn’thelpingmethinkstraight.ItfeelslikeadreambutIknowthatitwasn’t.Howcoulditnotbethough?

IjustwentoutforawalkanditfeltgoodtobeoutsidebutIthinkthisvanstartedfollowingme.Blackvan,withthewindowstinted.AtfirstIthoughtitmightbeTomasandmybrother’sfriends,butitdidn’tfeellikethemsomehow.IcouldtellIwasbeingfollowedwithoutevenseeingthevanatfirst.Itwasjustlikethesaying,allthehairstooduponthebackofmyneckandthenIturnedaroundandthereitwas.Iwasmad.ItookacouplestepstowarditbeforeIstoppedmyself.What,amIgoingtorunupand attackit?IthoughtmaybeIshouldn’tgohomecausethey’llknowwhereIlive,butIfiguredthatwhoevertheyaretheymustalreadyknowthat,soIjustwenthome.

Mom’swonderingaboutMark.He’sbeenawaymorethanusualeven.Itoldherthathewashangingaroundwiththisnewcrewandthatseemedtosatisfyhersomewhat,butIleftalotout.Tomas.Thevan.She’smakingpastaandusuallymakestwosauces,veggieformeandmeatforherandMark,whenhe’saround.ItellherthatsheshouldjustmakethemeatandI’lleatitandshe’shappy,like“Honeythat’swonderful!Iwassoworriedyouweren’tgettingenoughproteinwhenyouweregoingthroughthatphase.”Iconfesstothelunchmeatsnack—Ican’ttellherIaterawsteaks—andshesays,well,ifyouwerecravingitlikethatthenyourbodymusthavereallyneededitandyoushouldlistentothat.

Ijustlookedupwhatphasethemoonisgoingtobetonight.TonightisWaxingGibbous.MeansIhaveafewdaysandthenit’llbethefullmoon.Whatwillhappenthen?WillIturnintoawolf?CanIturnintoonenow?Ineedtoknow

happenthen?WillIturnintoawolf?CanIturnintoonenow?Ineedtoknowmore.Willdosomeresearchonlineandgotothelibrarytomorrow.

Saturday,April19th

Sam’shere.HiSam!

Wentjogging.Feltreallygood,betterthanusual.SamsaysIseemdifferent,notjustthebuggingoutwiththemeatorthestuffwithmybrother’sweirdfriends,butlikephysicallydifferent.Burly.Itwashardtokeeppacewithher,Ikeptwantingtojusttakeoff,andusuallyshe’stheonepushing.Itoldheraboutthevan,andwhatevershethinksaboutallthewolfstuff—Ithinkshe’sprobablyhumoringme,Imeanwhatwouldyouthink?—she’ssureaboutthevan,andit’sscary.Shemademepromisenottogooutjoggingalone.IsaidyesbutgodIwanttogooutjoggingagainRIGHTNOW,eventhoughwejustgotback.TheTomasstuff,that’shardtounderstand.AndreallyifIhadn’tseenhimchange?WhatwouldIbelieve,whatdoIbelieve?WhatdidIreallysee?

Wegrabbedburritosforlunch.Sam’susualtofu,mecarneasada,whichshethinksisgross.“Isthisaphaseorareyouoneofthemnow?”Shemeanscarnivores,“theenemy”whenwebothwentveggie.ButIgetit.Imeanreally,I

carnivores,“theenemy”whenwebothwentveggie.ButIgetit.Imeanreally,Ithinkifyouunderstandwherethemeatcomesfromanddon’tpretenditcomesfromnowhere,youhaveeveryrighttoeatit.Itdoesn’tcomefromnowhere,itcomesfromanimals.Evenanimalseatotheranimals.

Well,theinternetisawealthofinformationyoudon’tknowhowtotrust.“Real”picturesof“werewolves”screengrabbedfrommovies,orphotoshopdisasters,orjustwhoknowswherethisstuffcamefrom.

Alotofthe“facts”seemtocomefrombooksandmovies,andI’veseenthesemoviestoo,andsowhat?Sothatmakesittrue?ThentherearetheseLycanthropeForumswherenerdshut-insfantasizeabouttheir“wolflives.”

Ooookay.Theolderstuffseemsmorebelievable,butisthatjustbecauseit’s

Ooookay.Theolderstuffseemsmorebelievable,butisthatjustbecauseit’solderandfitswiththestoriesinthemovies,theoldandlegendaryparts?AccountsofwolvesintheforestofEuropeforcenturiesandlegendsofman-wolvesinfectedandterrorizingvillagesuntilthey’rekilledbysilverweapons.Prettymucheveryoneseemstothinkthatbeingawerewolfisa“curse,”anditalwaysseemstoendupwiththewerewolfgettingkilledbyhumans.Idon’tlikethat.Nooneevertalksabouttherebeingacure.Idon’tseeanythingaboutwerewolvesgettingold.

Seemsliketheydon’treallygetthechance.

Backfromthelibrary.Idon’tknowwhyseeingsomethinginabookfeelsmoretrustworthythanreadingitontheinternet.Itfeelsmorephysical,likethebooksarebricksandyoucanstackthemupanditfeelsreal,butIdon’tknow,the

arebricksandyoucanstackthemupanditfeelsreal,butIdon’tknow,thelibrary’sbasicallyjustalessefficientpaperinternet.Thestuffonwerewolvesisshelvedinfolklore,whichissortofalreadyadmittingthatit’sallprobablymadeup,butanyway.Everyoneagreesthatifyougetbittenbyawerewolf,youbecomeawerewolf.SoifTomasisrightandifthey’rewerewolves,thensoaremeandMark.

Wentforajog,orarun.RanasfastasIwantedto.

Tomorrow’sthefullmoon.

Sunday,April20th

Isleptintoolong.Didn’twakeupuntilalmost3pm.Todayissupposedtobethefirstnightofthefullmoon,andIdon’tknowifit’spowerofsuggestionorit’sjustthatachyfeelingyougetifyousleepinwaytoolongbutIthinkIcanfeelitinmymusclesandmaybeevenmybones.SplittingtimetodayworkingonmyEnglishpaperandreadingtheWerewolfForum.There’salotoftalkaboutwerewolf“hunters,”whosoundscaryifanyofthisistrue.Apparentlytheytracetheirhuntingbacktothewaythatwerewolvessupposedlyusedtobedrivenoutofvillagesandhuntedandkilledcenturiesago,soit’slikesometime-honoredvocation.Theyalsousedtodoubleas“witch-finders.”That’sscaryrightthere.Ifsomeonejustthoughtyouwereawitch,they’djustburnyouordrownyou.Sowhetheryouactuallyareawerewolfornot,iftheyevenjustTHINKyouare,you’reintrouble.Assumingthisisn’tallsomesortofCivilWarreenactor’srole-playingstuffandeveryoneonhereisn’tjustplayingalong,whichistotallypossible,Imean...WorldofWarcraft?Hello?

Marktexted.

MarkFULLMOONTNT.SAFERWUS.COME2CABIN,ICOMEGETU?

MeRUHIGH?

MarkNTKIDDING

MeIMOK

MarkDON’TTHINKSO

Monday,April21st

Iwokeupjustbeforedawnthismorninglyingnexttoacreek.Myclotheswereshredded.Therewereleavesmattedinmyhairandarabbitcarcassnexttome.MymouthtastedlikeIlickedtheendofabattery.MyhandswerebloodyandIcouldseewhenIgothomeandlookedinthemirrorsowasmymouth.I’msoluckyitwasstilldark.ItwashardtofigureoutwhereIwasbutIwanderedtillIsawthecelltowerandknewwhereIwas,nottoofarfromhome,inthewoods.

Iremembergoingforarunlastnight,reallyneedingtogetoutsideandMOVE,especiallyafterthesunwentdown.Theairwascoldonmyarmsandfeltgood.Ididn’tseethevanforalmostanhourandthenIturnedacornerandthereitwas,parkedandwaiting.ThesidedoorstartedtoslideopenanditwaslikemywholebodylikeeverycelljumpedallatonceandIRAN.Iremembersoundsandsmellsandtexturesinthewoodsbutfromupclose,notfromahumanheight,lowertotheground.MymusclesHURT.Worsethananytimeafterdoingsomenewsportanddiscoveringmusclesyoudidn’tknowyouhad.Agony.Butitalsokindoffeelsgood.Idon’tfeelparalyzedlikeafterwewentcross-countryskiingandIcouldn’twalkdownthestairsthenextday.Ifeel—flexible,maybewhatitfeelslikeifyou’redouble-jointed.

Thebloodhadtohavebeenfromtherabbit?SoIatearabbitlastnight?I’vegraduatedfromsteaksinthekitchen.WashedoffthebloodintheshowerafterdoingthedrawingandgotclothesfromthehamperandaminbednowbeforeMomwakesup.OfcourseMarkhasn’tbeenherefordays.

Blewoffschool.HadMomcallmeinsick.

Thatwaseasy.ShefeltmyheadandsaidIwasburningup.

Iwokeupfeelingallkeyedup,likemywholebodyistense,likeaspring.Jumpy.Mysensesseemoverloaded,everything’ssuper-intense.

It’slateandthere’samessagefromMarkaskingAMIOKAY?WHEREAMI?whichheleftlastnight.Ididn’thavemyphonewithmewhenIwasrunning.IcallMarkback.Hewasatthecabinandout“camping”withtheotherguysandTomas.Itellhimaboutthevan,andtherabbit.HesaysIhavetocometothecabinnow,beforeitgetsdark,becausethechangeswillhappenagaintonightanditwon’tbesafeifthemeninthevanknowwhereIam.HowamIsupposedtogetthere?GooutthebackdoorandcutthroughthewoodsandgetSamtopickyouupandtakeyouhesays.

Samcameandpickedmeup.Itookabagofstuffwithme.LeftanoteforMom.“Camping”seemstobethebestexcuse.ItoldSamabouttherabbitandshedidn’treallyknowwhattosay.PrettymuchareyouOKandwhatcanIdotohelp?ButIcantellshe’stalkingtomelikeyoumighttalktosomeonealittlecrazy,butyou’renotcallingthemonthecrazypartscausethat’llmakethemnotwantyourhelp,soyouendupmakingtinfoilhatswiththemtowardofftheMartianswhileyoutrytofigureoutabetterwaytohelp.

Samdroppedmeatthecabin,whichlooksandsmellsprettymuchexactlylikeabunchofboysarelivinginit.

Hereistheamazingsqualor.

TomasandItalkedaboutwhat’shappened.He’ssayshe’sgladI’mherethoughheaskedabouthowIgothereandseemsmostlysatisfiedweweren’tfollowed.

HeaskedwhatItoldSamandIsayIdon’treallyKNOWwhat’sgoingonenoughtotellSamanything.

Thevanbelongstothehunters.Apparentlythebesttimeforthemtocomeafterusisclosetothefullmoonwhenit’shardforustocontrolourchanges,butnotONthefullmoon,whenwe’restrongest.Theyhavesomekindofcodewherethey’reonlysupposedtodispatchuswheninwolfform,tobesurewhatweare.

Iask:“Dispatch?”

Tomas:“Kill.”

Theyuseweaponsthataremadeofsilver,whichistoxicandmakeswoundsthatarehardtoheal,andwolfsbane,whichisreallynasty.

Tuesday,April22nd

Tomassaysthepackhuntstogetheralmosteverynight.Wedon’tneedthefullmoontochange,itjustmakesiteasier,lesspainful,andit’salsolesspainfulwithexperience.

Wehuntedlastnight.ItHURT.Mybonesfelttoobigandstretchedundermyskinandmyhairbristledandeverythingwasmoving,itfeltlikeeverythingwassprainedorbreakingandhealingallatthesametime,likeIgothitbyatruckandhealedupinadifferentshape.Icouldseethesamethinghappeningtotheboys.

Sensationsintheforestwereoverwhelmingandsharp,smellsandshapesandthingswereablurbutIcouldalsotellwhattheywereandhowtheyweresupposedtobe,eveniftheyweren’ttotallyinfocusaswewererunning.WeranandIhaveneverfeltsofreerunning AsAhuman—Thatissuchaweirdthingtowriteoreventhink.

Wedidn’tcatchanythingbutIcouldtellwhatwasoutthere,deerandrabbitsandotheranimals.Icouldsmellstreamsandcouldevensmellwhatfeltlikesafesmells,whichTomasexplainedasthesmellofdens,eitherthathehadpreparedorthatwerenaturallygoingtobeofuseforusonnightswhenwedon’treturntothecabin.

Everyone’scompletelywiredtodayafterlastnight.Tonight’sanotherhunt

andtheboyshavebeenactinglike animals.

Theykeeppickingonmybrother.Shovinghim.Snappingtheirteethinhisface.

Ihateit,buthe’snotfightingback,he’sjustsortofrollingover.He’sactinglikehe’splayingalong,buthe’snot,andwhatthey’redoingdoesn’tfeellikeplaying.

Wednesday,April23rd

Wemadeakill.Itwas fantastic.Abeautifuldeer.Wetrackedit,surroundedit,attackedit,ateit.Wetoreitopenandateit

downtothebones.Istillrememberthetasteofitsbloodandmeatinmymouth.

WewokeupafterthehuntinadenthatTomashadpreparedforus.Everyonewasnaked.Itdidn’tfeelweirdatthetime,butitfeelsweirdnowafterthefact

whenI’mwritingthis.Therewasastashofclothesandsomewaterandstufftocleanupwith.Weallwokeupsuperthirsty.Thehuntandthekilldidn’tfeelweirdatthetimeeither,itfeltsoooogood,butnowtodayIfeelalittlequeasy.

IsthatbecauseIamuncomfortablethatIatealivedeer,orisitjusthardtodigest?

Killsaren’tthatcommon,Tomassays,andtheboyshadn’tevenhadoneyet,thatwasthefirst.WewentoutagainlastnightandImadeapointofwatchingmyselfchangein

themirror.

Me,frommemory.

Thursday,April24th

MommustbeFREAKINGOUT.It’sbeenfourdays.IcalledandleftamessagesayingIwasstillonthetripandI’dbebacksoon,thatitwaspartofaschoolprogram.Idon’tknowifshe’llbuythatbutIdon’tknowwhatelsetodo.TextedSamandsaidI’mOK,talksoon.DoesanyoneelsewonderwhereIam?Whatarewesupposedtodoaboutgoingbacktonormallife?Isthatevenpossibleanymore?I’mstartingtofreakout.

Italkedtomybrotheraloneandhe’slike,“Thisissoamazing,Iwishthishadhappenedyearsago,isn’tthisgreat?!”

WhataboutMom?

“We’lltellhersomething.”

What?

“Idon’tknow.”

Whatabouttheguysinthevan,thehunterswhoknowwhowearenow?

“They’renotgoingtomesswithus.”

They’realreadymessingwithus,theywerefollowingme!Whatabouttheotherguysbeatingonyouallthetime?

“They’rejustplayingaround.Idon’tmind.It’lldiedown.”

Comeon.Itriedtolookhimintheeyewhenhesaidthisbuthewouldn’tlookatme.

Friday,April25th

Tomasisexplainingmoreabouttheimportanceofplanningahead,ofthestashesofclothing—thatexplainsthethriftstorelookeveryone’ssporting,whybuyniceclothesifyou’rejustgoingtoshredthem—andofthedensandgettingawaywhenweneedtobewolves,andhowlearningtocontrolourtransformationswillletusliveasmuchapartofhumansocietyaswewantto.Sobeingawolfislikejoiningthenationalguard,“servejustoneweekendamonth”kindofthing?Whataboutthehunters?Tomaspromisesthatthey’llleaveusaloneafterwelearntocontrolourimpulsesandlivebytherules.

Whomadetherules?

“Theruleshavebeeninplaceforaverylongtime.”

OkaysowhyaretheyafterTomas?Won’ttheystillcomeafterus?

“I,wellIwilljustsaythatIhaven’tbeenplayingbytherules,sofarastheyareconcerned.Butyouwillbefine.”

Saturday,April26th

We’vebeenhuntingbutstillnokill.

LastnightIdreamedthatIwassurroundedbyanimalsandIwaseatingandeatingandtearingthemapart,buttheydidn’tmind.

WastalkingtoDanny.Heandtheotherguyskneweachotherbefore.HesaidtheywereoutdrinkingbeerinthewoodsonenightwhenTomasattackedandbitthem,afewweeksbeforeMarkandme.Hedoesn’tseemtooconcernedaboutgettingbackanytimesoon.He’sWAYintoit,likeMark‘sintoit.Hesaidhewasgladtohaveusjoin,thatmeandMarkcominghelped“strengthenthepack.”

AccordingtoDanny,itworkslikearealwolfpack.There’sthepackbutthentherearetwomembersthathavespecificroles,thealphaandtheomega.The

therearetwomembersthathavespecificroles,thealphaandtheomega.Thealphaisdominantandtheothersfollowitasanexampleofstrength.Theomegaisthelowestandisputinitsplacebytherestofthepack,andthisisliketheroleitserves.What?Iguesstomakeeveryoneelsefeelgoodaboutthemselves?

Thealpha’sobviouslyTomas,right,andtheomegais—Iknewtheanswer.

“Yourbrother.”

ItoldMarkwhatI’vefoundoutaboutthepack,thatbasicallyhe’stheirwhippingboyandprobablyalwayswillbe,thatit’sthatwayonpurpose.It’snotgoingtogetanybetter.

“Howdoyouknow?”

Dannytoldme.

“Well,whatdoesheknow?”

Ishethatgratefuljusttobeincluded?Soyeah,beingawolf=POWER,butthisistheabsoluteworsthe’severbeenpickedon.Thisisviolent.Theydon’tjustsnapathim,theybite.Ithealsfastsoit’snobigdeal,right?Markdoesn’tcare,

snapathim,theybite.Ithealsfastsoit’snobigdeal,right?Markdoesn’tcare,right?We’vebeeneatingdinner—meat,lotsofit—sincewehaven’thadakillandsoMark‘sreachingacrossthetableandCarlbarksandhisjawSNAPSandItotallyjump.Markdidn’tevenreallyflinch.Dannykepthiseyesonmethewholetime.

Sunday,April27th

Iwokeupearlierthaneveryoneelsethismorning.I’mstillmadabouttheMarkthing.Evenifhe’sokaywithit,howcanhebe,I’Mnotokaywithit.Orthatnowsuddenlywe’repartofthisgroupwehavetosticktogetherwithforourownsafety,evenifIhatethem?WhatifIwantmyoldlifeback?HowmuchofitcanIhavebackatthispoint?

ItookthekeystoTomas’scaranddroveintotownandparkedandjustgotoutandwalkedaround.Streets,shops,traffic,people.They’reallstillhere.

IwasheadingbacktothecarwhentwoguysI’dneverseenbeforewalkedrightuptomeandsaid“HiAlice.”Instinct,Icrouched,Itensedup,allmyarmhairstandingup.Myearswouldhavegoneback,Icouldfeelthemuscles.HowdidtheyknowwhoIwas?

“Weknowyouandyourbrother.”

Theywanttotalktome,theysay,“Let’sgotothedinerdowntheblockandget

Theywanttotalktome,theysay,“Let’sgotothedinerdowntheblockandgetsomethingtoeat.”DidtheythinkIwasstupid?

“It’sbroaddaylightandwe’reinthemiddleoftown,surroundedbypeople.Comeon,wehavealottotalkabout.“

OK.Whynot.

Wesatdowninthecornerawayfromeveryone.Itriedtoorderthevegetarianomeletandtheybothlaughedatme,“Alice,comeon,”soIorderedahamburger.They’rehunters,right,sowhyaretheydoingthis,whataretheydoing,whatdotheywantfromme?

BobLookweunderstandthatthisisn’tyouoryourbrother’sfault,oryourdecisiontogetcaughtupinthis.

DaveAsfaraswe’reconcerned,you’revictimshere.Youdidn’taskforthis,andwe’renotafteryou.

You’renot?Sowhywereyoufollowingmearoundinyourcreepyvan?

DaveWe’renotinterestedinyou.We’reinterestedinTomas.He’sbeendoingthisforalongtime.Hegoesfromtowntotownandheinfects—BobNooffense.

DaveHeinfectssomeyoungpeopletoserveasanewpack,toprotecthimself—

Fromyou.

BobYes,but—

Seethisisscary.Whydoesheneedprotectionfromyou?Whydon’tIneedprotectionfromyou?

BobTheproblemhereisthatheinvolvespeopleinthisagainsttheirwill,andworksthemupintoastateofagitationsothattheyDOgetthemselvesinvolved,theyengageinconflict,andwhenthathappens,sometimespeoplegethurt,onbothsides.It’sreckless,it’sirresponsible.

DaveIfyoucouldchoosetodothiswholethingalloveragain,wouldyouchoosethelifeyouhavenow?

Idon’ttellthemthatmybrothermight.

BobLook,thingsarethewaytheyareatthispoint.Gokilladeeronceamonth,whatdowecare?Youthinkwegosnuffingeverywerewolfupanddownthecountryhere?There’dbebodies—DaveBob—

BobOkay,okay.

Theypaidforthehamburgers.

OutsideIsay,Idon’tthinkyou’retellingmeeverything.

Theysay,Allyouneedtoknowisthatwewillleaveyouandyourbrotheralone.Youcangobacktothelifeyouhadbefore.AllwewantisTomas.

Wetradecellnumbers.Isay,You’regoingtofollowme.

Theysay,Nowewon’t.You’reparkedoverthere,we’rewalkingthisway,see?call.Thisisyourwayoutbeforethingsgetoutofhand.

Iwatchedthemdriveoffintheotherdirection.Icircledafewrandomblocksandevenparkedforawhiletomakesuretheyweregonebeforeheadingbacktothecabin.

WhenIgotbackeveryonewasreadytopounce.WherewasI?Ididn’teventrytopretend,ItoldthemIgotlonelyfortownandthatthehunterscame,andItoldthemthattheysaidtheywereonlyafterTomas.Theboys,evenmybrother,wereMAD.Tomassays,youwerefollowed.

No,Iwascareful.

“No,youwerefollowed.Wehavetoleaveatonce.”

Everyonestartedpackingupimmediately.Nobodyreallyhasallthatmuch,butTomastoldusonlytakewhatwecancarry.Aswewalkedoutside,Tomasheadedstraightforthewoodsandtheboysfollowed.IaskedTomas,aren’twegoingtotakeyourcar?“It’snotmycar,”hesays.Weleftitandwalkedintothewoods.

woods.

We’reheadedtoafarmhousethatTomasknowsabout—oneofthebenefitsofhispreparednessdealisthathealwayshasaPlanBinmind.We’reallpracticedenoughwithouranimalvisionthatwedon’tneedanylightbutthemoontomakeourway.We’retravelingashumansratherthanwolves—althoughwe’dbeabletocoverthegroundfasterthatway—becauseifwewolfout,we’llloseallourstuff.

Monday,April28th

IgotatextfromSamtoday—IkindofjumpedwhenIfeltthephonevibrate,Ididn’tthinkthere’dbeanyreceptionouthere.Shesaysshe’sbeendoingsomepokingaroundandthere’saresearcheratCaseWesternReservewho’sbeenstudyinglycanthropyandDNAandthegistofthearticleisthatit’sascandalthatshegotsomegovernmentmoneytodothisobviouslycrackpotresearch.Imean,werewolves,right?Sam’sgoingtolookintoitsomemore.

We’regoingtosleepintheroughtonight,inaclumptosharebodyheatandstay

We’regoingtosleepintheroughtonight,inaclumptosharebodyheatandstaywarm,nofire,tokeepalowprofile.Tomasissemi-transformedandisstandingwatch,listeningandsniffing.

Tuesday,April29th

WeheardsomebranchesbreakinglastnightinthewoodsnottoofarfromusandIwasUPandhadtransformedpartwaybutthenstoppedlikeonadimewhenTomasmotionedtostop—hewantsustostayhumanwhilewe’reintheopensothatwestayinbettercontrolofourselves,notrunoffandeverything.Ididn’tknowIhadthatmuchcontrolalready.CarlandRazorwereuptoo.Razorsniffedandsaid“Ithinkit’sadeer,let’sgetit!”andTomassaidsometimestheybringdeer,andifthey’regoodtheyknowhowtomasktheirscent,thoughhecanusuallytell.

Westayedputanddidn’thearitagain.

Wemadeittothefarmhousethisafternoon.It’sbigandkindofboardedupbutnotlikeadumporanything—howdoesTomasknowabouttheseplaces?Itactuallylooksreallysafe,theboardedupsituationkindofbeingadefenseifitcametothat.Itdidn’ttaketoolongtofindawayinandalsonottoolongtoshuttheopeningfrominside.

Afterinvestigatingtheplace,someabandonedfurnitureandwhatever,wetooknapsandnowareallinfrontofafire.Tomassaidhethoughtitwassafetobuildone.Whenyou’reawolf,theforestisthebest.Whenwehadtostayhumanoutthere,whatIwascravingmorethananythingwastobeindoors.Nowthatwe’rehereandourstuffissquaredaway,we’reitchingtogooutandroamtheforestandhunt.It’sbeentoolongkeepingthewolvesinside.

Maybeitwasabadidea,butIaskedTomasifheknewanythingabouttheresearcher.

“Ah,yes.Thecure.Butthecuretowhat?Afflictionsarecured.Humans,theycan’tsmell,theycan’tsee,theycan’thear,can’tfeel.Natureisscaryforthem.We’reAlive,andthisissomehowathreat.”

There’sacure?

There’sacure?

It’shardtogetdownherewhatitfeelsliketobeintheforest.It’sliketherearethreeversionsoftheforestalloverlapping—whatitsmellslike,whatitlookslike,andwhatitsoundslike,andbefore,ImeanwhenIdidn’thavethesesensesthewayIdonow,Irememberbeingoutsideatnightandifyouwerewalkingaroundandheardsomething,youwouldSTOPandthenstraintoseewhatitwas,ortohearitbetter.Nevermindbeingabletosmellit.ButnowImightsmellsomethingfirst,andIcanseeitorhearitclearlywhileI’mstillinmotion,atarun.

Thursday,May1st

FINALLY,anotherkill.Notmuch,butwithtwokillsnowIgetit,it’sjusttotallynothinglikeeatingsomethingwe’vebought,evenifthequantityisn’tthesame,there’s it’salmostlikeanelectricchargewithaKILL.Chemicals,hormones,something,youcanfeelitinyourbloodandtasteitintheanimal’sblood.

Lastnightitwasthreerabbits,whichmybrothergotactually.Hebroughtthemandofferedthemtothegroupandwetotallytorethemapart.

Markwas—I’veneverseenhimstrut,buthewasproudthathewastheonewholandedtherabbitslastnight.Hewasn’texactlydoinganything,Imeanhedidn’tsayanything,buthewasjustlikenotslouchingintohischair,andkindofsmilingtohimself.Thatdidn’tgooversowell.Theboysputupwithitforalittlewhile,andthenBAMtheywereallontopofMark.Butthentheyweren’t—hethrewthemoffandknockedCarlbackoverachair.Tomaslookedupandgrowledandtheyallstopped,butsomethinghadchangedintheirdynamic,andI’mnotsureit’sforthebetter.

Strangeenergytonight.We’regoingouthuntinglater.

Saturday,May3rd

Ohgodohgodohgod.

Therewerehunters.Weweresleepinginthedenandtherewerehunters.Tomaswasupfirstandtheywerefocusedonhim,Idon’tknowhowmanytherewere.Wewereallwolves.Irememberteethandclawsandsilverandbloodandtumblingandblood.

IremembertwohuntersrunningintothewoodsandonehunternotrunningandMarkoverhimcoveredinbloodandadeeproarfromTomas.

Weranbacktothehouse.Weleftthehunterwherehewas.

Whenwegottothehousethehuntershadn’tfoundit.Orfoundityet.Idon’tknow.Wepackedandleft.Tomasroared.YOUDONOTKILLAHUMAN.HURTTHEM.TURNTHEM.NEVERKILLTHEM!ITBRINGSTHEPOLICE!

MarksaidhewasonlytryingtoprotectTomas,butthatwasworse.DannyandMarkbothhadcutsfromthesilverweapons.

IDONOTNEEDPROTECTION.IAMPROTECTINGYOU!

TomashitMarkandMarkflewandhecoweredwherehelanded,buthewasalsonotcoweringatthesametime.ItmaybesomethingonlyI’mabletosee,butsomethinginsideMarkhasbrokenlooseandit’sscaringme.

butsomethinginsideMarkhasbrokenlooseandit’sscaringme.

Myphonebuzzed.AtextmessagefromDave:YOU’VEMADEAMISTAKE.

Monday,May5th

I’mwithSam.ThepackiscrashedoutataMotorlodgeInnofftheinterstateandIwasabletoslipoutandcallher.She’sbeengrippingthesteeringwheelprettytight.DoyoubelievemeSam?

“Idon’tknowwhattobelieve.Iknowyoubelieveit.Andyou’reclearlyinsomesortoftrouble.”

She’sworriedthat,whatever’sgoingon,MarkisstillattheMotorlodge.I’mworriedtoo,butwehavetodosomething,andforbetterorworsethat’sdrivingtoCaseWesternandeithertalkingtoMarianBradleyor,giventhatit’safterhours,breakingintoherlab.

Waitingoutside.Firstwaitingformynervestosettledown,butnowwe’rewaitingforthisguytotakeoneofhisevery-20-minutessmokebreaksandwanderfarenoughfromthedoorformetogetin.SamwantstoknowifIwanthertogowithme.No.

Thursday,May8th

Ican’t. Ican’t.Ican’t.Ihavetogetitdown.Ihavetowriteitdown.

Insideitwaseasyenoughtofindheroffice.Maybeitgoeswiththeterritoryofstudyingwerewolvesbutshewasactuallytherelate.IcansmellherbeforeIgettothelab,andsheknowswhatIamtheminuteIwalkin.

“I—you’re—Hello.I’mDoctorBradley.You’vecometoseeme.”

Isayyes,I’mhere,I’veheardaboutherwork,Iwanttoknowaboutthe“cure,”andthatI’m—“Yes,you’reonlythesecondlycanthropeI’veencountered,andthefirstI’veconversedwith,orbeenthiscloseto.

Please,wouldyouliketo,uh,sitdown?”

Shesays,It’ssoamazingthatyou’rehere,thatyou’refinallyhere.I’vebeenwaitingforyou.Notyoubutsomeonelikeyou.Maybeyou.You’rehere.I’dseenonelikeyoubefore,butnotsoclose.CanItouch—andshetouchesmyarm—yousee,animalsandhumansalreadysharesomuchofourDNA,therearefascinatinganalogiesinhumannatureandanimalbehavior,andhereyouare,acreaturethat’sliterally—whenpeopleaskwhyI’mresearchingsuchfoolishscience,notevenscience,badmovies,it’sbecausetheydon’tunderstand,theyhaven’tseenacreaturelikeyou,butIhave.WhydoIdoit?It’sbecauseI’vebeenwaitingforanotherone,likeyou,tocome.

Shelookedcrazy.

I’vewaitedsolongandthere’ssomuchtolearnandIjust,I—willyoubiteme?

ThenTomasandthepackarehere.TomassaysYourresearchisathreattous,DoctorBradley.Noteveryonedismissesyouasalunatic.Callingattentiontoourexistence,tothosewhoarepayingattention,thisendangersus.Maybethisisn’tyourintention,butit’sthetruth.Weneedtoprotectourselves.Ifyouwishtojoinus,wecandothis,butwemustbecareful,andwemusttakecareoftheworkyou’vealreadydonehere.

Then

“I’llbiteyou,”Marksaysandhisvoiceisfake-sweet.HebearshisteethinasnarlgrinandhestartsshiftingandhisbonesaremovingandEveryone’sturningnowandtheirclothesaresplittingandthey’regrowlingandTomasshoutsNOatMarkandallofthembutitdoesn’tmakeanydifference.

HeputshimselfbetweenMarkandthedoctorandeveryoneiswolvesnowandthepackkeepsmeawayandTomasandMarkstarttearingateachother.

MarktookTomasdownandthentherewerehunters,theywereonus.

TheyshotMark

It HewastearingthroughtheroomandheHOWLEDandifhewasn’tsoproud—thealphaenergy—andafterhekilledTomashewasthecenteroftheroomandofcoursethey shothim.ThesoundofthegunandthebulletinhischestIcouldfeelitlikeitwasinmychestlikeahammer,itwaslikeahammerandIfelldownandIwassoscared.Iwantedtotakeitallback,justeverythingalloveragainbutyoucan’tandIwassoscaredandIdidn’tknowhowIcouldhelphim—MarkPLEASEBELIEVEMEIlove

you,Iwantedto IsawyouthereandIsawit,Isawyouturnbackintoyouonthefloorandgetsosmall,andIwantedtohelpbuttherewassomuchbloodandIcouldn’tIjustran

Idon’tcarewhatdayitis.

Iran.That’swhatIdoright?IgottoSam’scarandImyclotheswerekindofshredded—Ididn’tturnalltheway,Ifelt

likeascreamcomingupandIwantedtoscreamandripouteveryone’sthroatsbutwhateverinmefrozehalfway,Ididn’tstopmyselfbecauseIwasn’tthinking,butIcouldn’tordidn’tturnandjustran.WhenIgottothecarIwasmebutmessedupandIgotinandwejustdrove.

Samofcourseisfreakingcauselookatme,andI’mfreaking,sobbing,andIjustsay,badpeoplecameandwehavetoGONOW,andshe’sgotnoidea,Idon’tsayanythingaboutMarkandwejustgo.Wedebate,home?Nothome?AndItellhertodropmeathomebutdowntheblockandshedoesandMom’sstillup.IwatchherinsideathomethroughthewindowsandIstandoutsideoutbackin

IwatchherinsideathomethroughthewindowsandIstandoutsideoutbackinthetreesandinthedarkwearingSam’sjacketandIwatchandshesetsthecoffeemakerforthenextdaylikealwaysanddoesthedinnerdishesandturnsoffthekitchenlightandgoestobed.

Ishiveroutsideforawhileandthensneakinandpacksomeofmystuffandgo.Itcan’t besafeforherifIstaythere.Icouldn’tcallherbecauseshe’dpickupthephonenomatterwhattimeofnight,ofcourseworriedsick,andIcan’tfacetalkingtoheryetsoI

ITEXTEDherthatMarkhadanaccidentbutthatI’mOKandI’msosorryandIloveherandI’lltalktohersoonandIdon’t WHATISTHIS?WhatamIsupposedtodo?WhatcouldIpossiblytellher?OrSam,oranyone?

I’mnotsafewiththepack,evenifIcouldfindthemagain.Thehunterswillwanttotakemebecauseofmybrother.

There’snopointtorecordingthisanymoreotherthanIguessitfocusesme?NotthatitCALMSMEDOWN.SoshouldIcalmdownnow?WheneverI’moutinpublicIdon’tknowwhomightbewolvesormightbehunters—that’snottrue,I’dtotallyknowbytheirsmell,ofwolforoffear,butI’mafraidto.IDON’Twanttorecognizeanyonethisway.They’llrecognizeme.

Ican’tdothis.

Icandothisbutbymyself.Idon’tseewhatchoiceIhaveanyway.It’ssafeinthewoods.Ineedtogetawayfromhereandlivealoneandtakeadeeronceamonthorwhatevertheysaidandjustfadeintothebackground,wherenoone’sgoingtoknowwhatIam,andIcanbewhatIam.

Publisher’sNote

Dr.MarianBradley,nolongerwithCaseWesternReserveUniversity,deniesthattheeventsdescribedhereintookplaceandpointstothelackofanydocumentationattheuniversityoftheincident,aswellasalackofpolicerecords.AsearchofOhiopublicandprivateschoolfilesrevealsnumerousstudentsbythenameofAlicewhohavewithdrawnordroppedout;oneofthese,AliceCarr,hasabrothernamedMarkwhoalsoattendedFairviewHighSchoolinMapleHeights.Whencontacted,thestudents’mothersaidsimplythatherfamily’sbusinessisherown.

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