Two nights later I was back out on the prowl. “I’m sorry I snapped at you out there. xxx 18 “Shut up!” she sneered back. “Where did you…” she muttered, then abruptly stood up, grabbed the strange woman by the arm, and dragged her into an empty conference room. We asked her what the hell had happened. Her clothes were torn to rags, she was clutching them around herself just to keep covered, and she was absolutely covered with some kind of sticky mess. But what happened next was unprecedented. I didn’t believe it, I don’t think any of us did, but a bunch of us went along with it for shits and giggles, and well, holy shit but now here you are, acting just like she described!




















