Cassie's apartment was almost vintage but reasonably minimalist. It looked as if it had been taken from a magazine cover, colorful in the right measure, and also harmonious.“Thank you so much for everything,” Cassie said in thanks, still pulling herself together from her fright. “They are very much on me because of the… wolves,” she said. Jack didn't know what to do about that, he felt he had no right to have a say in the matter. “Sit down. I'll prepare something quickly by way of thanks,” she ordered. Pointing to a medium-sized ochre-colored sofa. Jack obeyed and sat down, if it would make her feel better, he would. Looking around the house, he could see that in some ways the place reminded him of her. Maybe she had decorated it herself. Most of the rooms in the office were decorated, possibly Cassie had something to do with it. Jack didn't have that much time, he urgently needed to visit the interdicted room where the crime had happened, but he was there, facing the girl's dilemma.

Jack wanted to accept that offer, she seemed happy to see him and quite interested in the matter of having dinner with him, but that was not the appropriate time, at least not for Jack. “Cassie, I'd love to, but it's not a good time,” he said, approaching her. She questioned him if he was busy or had an appointment, and he said yes. Jack apologized once again and walked into his apartment, watching the disappointed girl walk away. It had been a complicated day.The next morning, Jack avoided Cassie as much as he could. He feared that she would call him for another date soon, and deep in his heart, he would rather not turn down another one. In fact, he definitely wanted another one.Jack was more in line in the upstairs cafeteria than Kurt, who was more or less seven employees behind. The size of place was large enough to hold everyone there, and the number of tables and chairs was almost surreal. As soon as he had filled his tray, Jack nodded to Kurt, to show him where to sit, Kurt no

Walking through the halls, Jack returned to work, thinking about what a waste of time that appointment had been. Martin and Wallace were in a department close to Jack and Kurt's area.Because they had changed the day before, the probability of not changing that day was slightly higher, but not enough to disregard it happening. There were times when he and Kurt changed three days in a row, it was so scary that they thought it would happen every night. Walking some more, time later, Jack found Evan doing the opposite route, in a department a little further away.“Any appointments now?”, Evan asked, as they crossed paths through the halls.“I was going to see a friend,” Jack replied, amiably.“Is he a former gang member too?”, Evan asked curiously. Jack was not one of the friendliest guys at the time. In fact, I didn't think he had any friends at all.“No, just someone I sympathized with not too long ago,” he explained. Evan commented that he seemed different, and changed. “If you only k

“We are here for the investigation of the incident of a few days ago, told one of the officers, in front of Cassie.That was it, finally what Cassie least wanted was happening. She had tried to avoid talking about it as much as possible because the whole thing was really messing with her psyche. Since the incident, she hadn't been able to talk about it very openly with anyone serious, but she knew that eventually, they would come after her to talk, after all, she was a witness. Cassie was used to being a respected person, but the recent events made her disturbed, not only by the level of violence but by the fact that nothing made sense and that she would have nothing to add to her statements, since, apart from the bodies, she had seen nothing else; except for the wolves. On the day of the event, she told the firemen, police, and friends about the wolves, but no one took it seriously because she doubted what she had seen, being in a state of shock. She had thought a lot about whether s

“Why he's a wolf, but that doesn't mean he's already changed,” the mystery woman said, laughing, being slapped. “You've always been a wolf too Evan, all humans can be, but not everyone will become one,” she danced. “It's a trend that hits some men, young, troubled ones. Did you know that werewolves were created by witches?” she asked, as she played around with the gray wolf she had made transform. “You were a curse from the past that has not been solved. Today it attacks young people like you, and like this other poor boy. I can hear him screaming today, he's already changing,” she laughed. Suddenly, she was gone, and he was there, human and naked, stoned. The police found him seconds later, and that's when he had another pass. He had convinced himself that the woman must have been just a tramp and that he must have changed just because he was using too many drugs, so when he first came out, he didn't go after Jack.It took him a little while, but he eventually found his wife again a