Jean watched as Tina and her friends were walked to the cabin area. She sat there sipping on a juice box she had gotten from breakfast, reviewing last nights events. Crier wolf was in fact a werewolf facility. She had learned that last night outside the caves when she saw those girls transform into monsters. Jean was still trying to piece things together. First off, Tina had given her hints that something would happen at the caves so jean assumed that Tina was either bad at keeping secrets, or she was asking for help. So jean asked her to the art meeting in the cafeteria. If she accepted, Tina was human. But since she didn’t jean had had a lead on the werewolves. So she left to retrieve her equipment, an I-phone to record evidence. And a silver knife for defense. Luckily she only needed the phone. Tina had almost discovered her though. After she had transformed. Jean must have stupidly revealed her self for a moment. Still, something bothered her. Tina appeared to be trying to resist her change. This might mean that she could be a possible ally in the future.
Doctor Marilyn nickels. (Aka the camp nurse) was waiting on the director as she finished changing into a new set of clothes. "Can you believe that girl." the director said. "I haven't been spoken to like that from a child in almost 30 years!" Marilyn remembered that last time. It was in the same month the two of them had been infected. "You know, come to think of it." Marilyn said. “Wasn’t I that child who you were in that argument with 30 years ago." the director turned to her and her face slowly broke into an annoyed smile. "Marilyn, sometimes I wonder why I keep you around." now it was the nurses turn to look annoyed. "It’s because I can keep track of all the important things you can't notice." Marilyn opened her laptop and the page she had left it on instantly loaded. The director came around to see the monitor and asked. “Marilyn, what am I looking at hear?" on the nurses computer was an animated diagram of an internal view of 3 veins. Around that were several other windows with text, pictures, and one that had a video that was currently black. "This," Marilyn began. "Is a blood sample from the three girls who have broken so many of our rules?" “Their genetic makeup is different from that of a normal werewolf’s. Their nanites appear to be, altered." "um, excuse me?" one of the councilors who had been waiting for her turn to speak and tell her superiors that the girls were in their cabin, was slightly confused by this statement. "Um, what do you mean by, nanites?" she asked. "Isn’t lyncrophy controlled by magic?" the nurse looked up. “Actually the magic story is just a cover we use till our members uncover the real story themselves. Kind of like a secret test. Our origin story is vary long and complicated. But basically it boils down to there are nanobots in your bloodstream and imbedded in your body that will activate when you are in areas with low solar radiation." the councilor slowly nodded at this, still a little confused. "But, how can the older lyncans change whenever they want?" she asked. "Because after a certain period of time your mind will link to the nanites and you will unlock your full potential." "Now, would you please just shut up and let us work."
"so, they lie to their own people, I wonder if I can use this?” jean was hiding in a bush looking into the window of the cafeteria. She had been able to use the new program on her phone that allowed her to read peoples lips, however since she was so far away the translator left a few gaps. Luckily she herself could read facial gestures pretty we’ll, and came up with as close a translation of what those three had said as possible. She already knew about the nanites that controlled the werewolves transformation, but the part where the nurse mentioned the three girls being different well. “What could that mean jean.” She asked herself. “Is it possible they have some disease, are they perhaps, more powerful?” She sighed and shook her head. “What ever the reason, I should probably send my findings to father, I’m sure he’ll just love this.”