I hope you enjoy this chapter. This is what it's been building up to.
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Chapter 10: Killer Instinct
Rook was staggering as he made his way to the rooftops and into his cabin. He closed the door and placed his back to it. ‘What does all of this mean? What is happening to me?’. Rook took out a small mirror given to him by Queck. He looked at his skin, it was very pale and light grey in colour. Rook put a finger into his mouth and could feel the fangs. ‘Oh Ode, what shall I do?’. Rook looked around the cabin. None of this was right. He used to sleep in the dormitory with the other Sligs, he never looked at nature before. He looked at the pile of soft rags on the floor. The rags were arranged in a circle, almost as if forming a nest.
Rook felt sick with himself, “No, this is wrong. I have to tell someone about this. I have to do something. This is…” Rook’s words were cut short and he felt out of breath. For a few seconds, his breathing was heavy and uncoordinated. It was like being punched in the stomach over and over, Rook could barely breathe. It felt like he was drowning, he couldn’t breathe normally. Sweat began pouring from his body and his eyes were streaming with shock and uncontrollable pressure.
He gasped for air and leaned against the wall for support. Rook’s throat felt more crowded than it should be, Rook felt like he was going to lose his lunch. He bent over, feeling incredible pain and tension. He let out an ear-piercing yell as an object fell out of his mouth. A few seconds more and two more objects left Rook’s throat. Rook could finally breathe, he fell backwards and gasped for air. For a few minutes he remained like this.
He then moved over to examine the objects. Fearful of what he would see.
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