“Hey ghost girl, ghost girl…” Not again, I pleaded, keeping my eyes shut as tight as I could, trying to pretend to be asleep.
“I know you’re awake; your breathing changed, come on, I need your help, the others said you’d help me.” The shaking hand continued, this time pulling on the edge of my bonnet.
“If I help you, it’s at the expense of my sanity,” I answered slowly, turning over in bed, keeping my eyes closed to the specter that I knew stood at my bedside.
I heard a chuckle and slowly sat up, turning on the light near my bed. As I opened my eyes, a relatively handsome young man knelt on the floor near my bed. “There is no genius without a touch of madness right? Will you help?”
Did I have a choice? “I’ll help you, but just give me the rundown for tonight, I’m drained, I have work in the morning.”
He shrugged, coming to a stand. “No problem, I’ve been waiting years for someone to help me. Time is nothing to me. I am outside of it now.”
Raising an eyebrow, I blinked and looked at him as he stared out my window. “Is that sarcasm?”
“Not at all.” Turning back to me, he smiled. “Ok, so listen…”
With a Bite and a Howl
The virus has 24 hours before a human succumbs.
60 hours before it overtakes the body of a Lycan.
Fathers, Cecil and Eric Atkins must get to their daughter Basil in the city and then make it to a national park where they will be safe.