Now when Tracy had first arrived at the Dormitory,she'd noted that the apartment directly below hers
was vacant,and backed onto a stand of trees.
That meant anyone in that apartment could enter or exit through those back sliding glass doors
into that forest,unobserved by others.
Just what the howling werewolf she'd planned to turn herself into could use.
She'd rented that apartment under another name,and cut a trapdoor in the floor/ceiling of the two apartments.
The lower one was where she installed her equipment.
She'd installed micro-cameras in it,as well as mass sensitive pressure plates under her "dens" rug,as well as a electronic door opener that could be opened by the sound of her voice.
Tracy had been down in that secret "change "apartment during her injections of her
tainted blood.
She'd just finished sticking on the micro-medical sensors on various parts of her body,as well as putting on a heartrate,blood pressure and body temperature wrist monitor on her wrist.
All the monitors and screens and camera's were turned on,ready to record Tracy's transformation into a dragon.
Then she heard the knocking on the door from her upper floor apartment.
She froze as she heard Samantha's voice voice asking if she was in.
For a brief second Tracy considered staying below,and hoping her unwanted visitors would
go away.
She was already both excited and fearful at the idea that soon very soon,she would know
if this treatment worked.
She didn't however,need the prospect of suddenly rearranging into a big winged reptile
in front of Samantha and the others.
But then she realized that Samantha had a spare key to her upper apartment,and if her guests grew alarmed at her lack of a answering reply,they
could enter anyways and perhaps still witness her transformation.
So she replied that she was getting dressed and would be there shortly.
Tracy glanced at the wrist monitor.
Her blood pressure and heart rate were slightly higher,to be expected.
Likewise her temperature was 103.7,normal as well.
She headed up through the trap door and headed for the door,and let her guests in.
Officer Norma grasped her hand and introduced herself as Emilys sister,come for Emilys purse.
Tracy looked nervously at that big Glock in the cops holster,and from the looks Samantha and Sandra
gave her,wondered if they knew her secret.
They did,but not that one.
About 5 minutes into her opening the door and letting her visitors in,Tracy glanced in the wrist monitor
and was alarmed to discover her temperature had dropped to 101 and seemed to be dropping a degree every minute.
Also,her bra seemed less tight,looser,like her breasts were shrinking in size.
Her changes were beginning,and to complicate matters,she couldn't find Emilys purse.
Ten frantic minutes later Tracy finally found it,and was really alarmed when her wrist monitor showed her drop in body temperature was accelerating,now standing at 85.
She was frantic to get her guests out,and with forced cheerfulness,saw them out the door with that damn
purse.
.She quickly
locked and bolted it,not even caring whether they loitered outside or left.
She rushed down the trapdoor and began to shake as her body temperature plummetted
to 75.