Mark
I'm not sure what's going on. I'm cold, but I feel all sweaty. I try to move, but I can't, and I find that I'm in a cage. It's been years since John has been so mad at me that he has put me in a cage, so what happened now? Why am I here? It smells awful, but the noises coming my way are not from animals, it sounds like people complaining. It takes a while for me to remember what happened. The attack, the fights, the cat! I really open my eyes and start looking around, but there are no animals there, only people, and I realize that it's John's people who are locked in the cages.
I don't see any of the girls, and I worry about them. Did I condemn them by trying again to help? Am I going to carry the guilt of their deaths along with the ones of the shifters? I try to move again, and it
