Josh said that all he knew was that he heard one of the employees come into the building screaming in despair. Then everyone in the department went to check what had happened, and that's when they saw the bodies already stretched out. No one knew who was the first person to see them. The security team was already behind the footage.
Jack and Kurt moved a little away from the others. “Where were you?” asked Kurt, curious and serious. Jack told the truth. “You went out to lunch with Cassie? Cassie?” he inquired, even more curious. Jack confirmed once again. “I thought you wouldn't risk our condition,” he confronted. “Anyway, we have more pressing problems to deal with presently,” he finished.Cassie's descriptions of what happened only emphasized what the pair wanted to deny. They still couldn't remember anything, it was hard to believe they had done that, they didn't even know why they had changed during the party. The clue they had was the horrible smell in the room. At least Jack remembered it more clearly.Cassie moved closer to Jack, somehow seeking some sort of comfort. “I'm sorry lunch didn't go as planned,” he said. She replied that that situation was not within his control and was grateful for his concern in letting her get close to that.“Wolves scare me a little,” she said. Jack tried to make an expression that he was not upset to hear that. Although he didn't intend to tell her the truth should that romance go forward. Jack didn't even consider himself her height, as she was a very self-assured person. It had been strange to see a frightened expression.Cassie's dream, when she was younger, was to be a dancer, but she gave up when she realized that she would have no support from her parents. There weren't many competent dance companies around, and coming from a reasonably well-to-do family, she had to be up to it. The medical school was already pumping, and her parents were surprised to hear a nice “no” coming from her after suggesting the option. Her family had three large restaurants around town, which meant that she was as good in the kitchen as they were, perhaps that was where her gifts for handling leadership began. She enjoyed the family business but had other plans, and that's when she ended up at New Shadow. Her parents practically disowned her for it.An hour later, the environmental department collected the wolves. Both companies obligingly published the news. Kurt had taken some photographs for the story but kept some for himself. Jack wrote the story and published it soon after Josh and Cassie approved it.It didn't take long before curious faces appeared from reporters and normal people wanting to know what happened. In fact, most of them already knew about Cassie's account and testimony about the wolves. They wanted to know if the dead wolves were what she had seen. She knew they weren't, Kurt and Jack knew too, but the information about the colors of the wolves had not been revealed, and most people had probably ignored that part. Cassie wanted to say that they were the same wolves, but that might close the case and justice would not be served.When the workday finally ended at 5 pm, everyone was released. The building was still filled with curious people, both in the commercial part and in the apartment part.Cassie was ready to leave the commercial wing and go to her apartment when she was taken by a crowd and reporters all over her. There were a few cameras around her, and they were asking non-stop questions about the case involving the wolves and her reports. It was apparent how extremely uncomfortable she was. Trying to get through the crowd, ignoring the questions, she ended up pressed against the wall. She didn't know what to do or how to react to it all, she had never dealt with a situation like that before.Between men and women, Cassie was trying to get away from the wall, but she couldn't. She was screaming at them to get off. She screamed at them to get out of the way, but they didn't obey her, on the contrary, they seemed to push her even harder. No one appeared to help her, no one except Jack. In a second she realized, he was in front of her, preventing the crowd from getting any closer, yelling at them to get out of the way. Some still ventured past him, but that's when a man with a camera tried to force his way through. He turned around and punched the man hard in the face, who automatically went down with his camera, breaking it. Everyone was shocked by the scene and started filming Jack, who grabbed Cassie by the arms and ran out with her. “This way,” he said, running. “I know a safer way,” he said, running through the hallways toward the decommissioned elevator in the back.As they entered the elevator, Jack closed the door by pressing the button several times. Cassie still said nothing, just leaning against the wall, catching her breath. Jack then caught his breath as well and then smelled blood. As he looked in the direction of the smell, he noticed a few drops of dried blood on the floor, probably from the victims. Immediately, he scraped his shoe to wipe it off, disguising himself. His body shuddered a little as if he was having a bit of a chill and the beginnings of an anxiety crisis. “Jack?” asked Cassie. “Is everything okay?” she worried. He, his back to her, moved his head in the negative sign, but still felt the tremor through his body. There were then three are in Jack's body and his mind went black and countless flashes of bloody bodies appeared in his mind. It was the twelve of them. Some quick flashbacks had him in first person as a wolf, viciously attacking a human neck. The following flashbacks had the same purpose, to make him remember the atrocity he had committed. If before he still had any doubt, now he was sure.It took a few seconds before he recovered from the trembling. Cassie approached the buttons and pressed the number for the eighth floor. Although it was a decommissioned elevator, it worked but was rarely used. Jack escorted the girl to her apartment, as he didn't know if other individuals would show up to bother her. “Please have dinner with me,” Cassie requested. Jack tried to deny it but was eventually seduced by her insistence. Finally, he went inside.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.
The next day, everyone was already at work, trying to digest everything that had happened in the last few days. Kurt had not yet said anything more about Jack and Cassie, but he would when he had the chance.Sighing, without knowing what to think about it all, the boys got to work. They had a lot on their minds, dealing with their transformations, their lack of information and now with dead wolves mysteriously appearing, not to mention Josh's constant demands.A few hours later, all the major stories in town were reporting the appearance of the dead wolves in the company and returning to talk about the murder, as well as Cassie's first statements. The statements were the only thing that connected the two cases. Up to that point, no one knew the cause of death yet. Jack, Kurt, and even Cassie were keeping an eye on all the matters. They needed to understand the danger that surrounded them, and she needed answers to the trauma.The first analysis by the security team revealed that nothin
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
The union between New Shadow and Lightning offered psychological help to the employees. The entire service was offered as an option, except for a few. Cassie had been forced to consult, given her situation regarding the slaughter; she liked the idea. Jack, on the other hand, was not on the list until he had beaten Ronan in front of everyone. The team agreed that it wouldn't be a bad idea if he consulted as well. Scarcely any people knew about Jack's past, including his superiors, who knew nothing. Jack didn't like therapy, his problems couldn't be solved by mere conversation.“Good afternoon, Jack. I'm Camille, and I'll be taking care of your psychological follow-up for the next few months,” she said, smiling and friendly. “First of all, let's get to know each other, tell me a little about yourself, about who Jack is,” she asked, using the standard of communication.Jack didn't have that much patience for that. “It's in my file,” he said, direct, but without being rude. “I already hav
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
Jack told Kurt about what had occurred with Evan the night before. His partner asked if he had noticed anything different, but Jack said that he didn't have enough external changes to be of interest. That was a relief. Jack also confessed that Evan was part of his past, a good part of it.Later, Jack had been called into the coordinator's office. He had no idea why. “Evan?”, Jack called out, noticing his presence, in the same place. “What are you doing here?” he asked. Evan explained that he was justifying something that had occurred the night before. He had said that he had brutally broken a bathroom door because he was trapped. Jack found this strange. In the coordinator's office, he only received a few authorizations for copyrighted texts and sources. He was worried about Evan, so he went to the bathroom to see exactly what had happened. When he got there, he found Evan looking at the broken door and sighing, “Damn changes,” he confessed. Finally, he noticed Jack's figure standing
“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
Kurt left the table a few minutes later, heading toward his desk upstairs. Jack was preparing to do the same when Cassie sat down with her tray next to him. “Hi,” she said excitedly. “I wanted to talk to you and Kurt, but he's gone. I'll cut to the chase, do you want to join me in seeking the truth?” she asked confidently. Jack made a questioning expression. “About the incidents that have been going on,” she added.“Isn't it the job of the police to take care of that?” he asked, not giving much interest.“It should be, but I'm uncertain if it was the police who spoke to me today,” she replied. She got Jack's full attention with that one sentence. “Earlier today, they called me as a witness, to talk about what happened. They asked many questions, but they didn't ignore me, Jack. They listened to everything I had to say, especially about the wolves.” He looked at her with a questionable face, since she showed no interest in talking about that subject. “Yes, I talked about them. They bel