As you try to wipe the powder out of your eyes you scream in anger at the both attendant. “What the hell are you doing!?” You turn your head and look at Becky. She’s now almost a full husky dog. Now, she doesn’t rant anymore. She growls and barks angrily at the attendant. “That’s what happens when you’re bitching around too much…” The attendant says as he looks at Becky. He pulls up another handful of the purple powder and prepares to blow it onto your face. Then he faces you”Only one more to go!”. “No!” you scream at her and grab him hand, making him drop the powder. Then you turn around and begin to run before the attendant has time to pull up another dose of powder. As you make your way trough the crowd of men you can hear the attendant shout after you “You won’t get away, no matter how fast you run!”
When you run through the crowd the men begins to look at in a strange way and you also begin to feel a bit warm. But you ignore it and keep running. But suddenly you bump into something, a man stands in your way. He grabs you and hold his arms around you. He looks down at you with a smile on his face. “What’s your hurry?” You feel panic rush trough your body as his grip tightens. “Let me go!” You scream at him and tries to squirm out of his grip. He chuckles at your escape attempts. He’s taunting chuckle fills you with rage. Your lip pulls up, and reveals your teeth. “I said, let me go!!”
“Oooohhh, the bitch is angry!” With that last remark, a growling sound emerges from your throat. The man looks at you in confusion. You attack him with the first weapon your mind can think of: your teeth. You bury your teeth into his arm, while you’re growling in anger. He screams in pain and lets you go. You quickly make a run for it now and the man is soon out of sight. You continue running down the street, until you make a turn into an alley and hide. You have seated yourself next to a dumpster so no one can see you from the street and try to catch your breath. It looks like you’ve made it…