Now the dragon figure still lay in Daniel's room,awaiting its next victim,which
turned out to be Colin.
When Daniel hadn't shown up for work the next morning Colin came
looking for his cousin.
He went into Daniels room and foolishly handled the dragon figure,which caused
the dragons heat to sizzle in his veins .
Now,just like a stuck wheel that was set loose by the first turn (Daniel)
the dragon figure was "freely turning" when Colin handled it.
So the changes in Colin,the scales,the tough hide,the horns,the twisting
altering skeleton inside him,happened much faster then they had in Daniel.
The first to alter had been Colins hand handling that dragon figure.
In a matter of seconds his hand had enlarged,changed into a more powerful red dragons
forepaw,and the dragon figure had shattered to pieces in Colins more powerful grasp.
He'd quickly fled the room,and then noticed the reptillian tracks of the
3 toed large beast Daniel had become just before the final dragon transformation.
Unlike Daniel,Colin squeezed his increasing bulk into his pickup truck,and had
raced for St George Hospital,10 miles away,where he hoped for treatment from this affliction.
Alas he only made 3 miles before the final transformation seized him.
He tried to scream in pain as the cab of the truck seemed to shrink around him,but what came out
was the pained bellow of Smaug II.
The cab burst apart as Colin grew massively,and the bellowing dragon lost his
reason and rearing back his head,spewed forth dragonfire that reduced what was
left of his pride and joy,his pickup truck,to melted slag.
That done,the beast roared its challenge to the other of its kind,the other red and
golden dragon.
Colin hissed,and stalked off the human road,his dragon senses leading him straight
to a long abandoned "Lost Dutchman Mine" whose remaining gold attracted the beast like a
cat is drawn to catnip...