Jim wasted no time in warning Carstairs about the encampment of mutant animals. That is, affter a few minutes reviving Kathy. She had come home, and promptly fainted on seeing Jim.
On coming too, she sat in the living room next to her werewolf paramour, shaking her head. Jim had, at Carstairs suggestion, gulped down two bottles of beer and was now on his third.
"And what do you think we should do?" asked Carstairs.
"We call out the army to put those freaks to rest" said Jim. "I'm the last man they'll ever turn into a fucking wolf."
"We don't want those animals doing to anyone else what they did to Jim" said Kathy.
"Wrong" said Carstairs. "These scientists are going to want to cover their errors. They find us out, and us unprotected, we're going to be at their mercy. What we need is for you, Jim, to walk into a major city newstudio and show exactly what's been going on here."
"They wouldn't kill us" said Kathy, looking at her grandfather and at Jim.
"They might do worse" said Carstairs.
Jim belched, and at Kathy's look told her "Hey, it's a human thing to do!"
He added, to Carstairs, "You don't think they'd try to turn you?
"No" said Carstairs. "Wouldn't pay. It would be easier to blow up the farmhouse. They have their specimen. And that's you."
"Ah, come on" said Jim. "They wouldn't experiment on a fellow American. Even if he's sporting fur and a tail - thanks to them"
Carstairs looked sternly at Jim.
"Listen, boy, without those rags you're wearing you're not even recognizable as a human being. I've been watching how you use your hands and feet - or should I say your paws . . . .
Jim winced.
"You could, if you had a mind to, go about on all fours easier than you're doing with those sorry excuses for hind legs you're walking on."
"Grandpa!" said Kathy.
"Damn it, Kathy" said Jim sullenly, leaning on his right paw. "Your grandfather's right. I am built for the dog's life.
"They take away your clothes, remove your ability to speak - either a further injection or cutting the vocal cords" Carstairs continued. "You're all dog, Jim."
"Okay, we tell" said Jim. "I'll be the world's biggest freak, but we tell. We close down that laboratory, we sue for big bucks. I'll just have to settle for being a rich freak."
"Right" said Carstairs. "And with me to manage you, we'll have no fear. Now, give your clothing size to Kathy and we'll see if we can get you outfitted in a way that will make you more comfortable."