werewolves: a journal of transformation
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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.
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Dr.MarianBradley,nolongerwithCaseWesternReserveUniversity,deniesthattheeventsdescribedhereintookplaceandpointstothelackofanydocumentationattheuniversityoftheincident,aswellasalackofpolicerecords.AsearchofOhiopublicandprivateschoolfilesrevealsnumerousstudentsbythenameofAlicewhohavewithdrawnordroppedout;oneofthese,AliceCarr,hasabrothernamedMarkwhoalsoattendedFairviewHighSchoolinMapleHeights.Whencontacted,thestudents’mothersaidsimplythatherfamily’sbusinessisherown.
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