Chapter 4

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I wake up sometime in the night with a splitting headache. Lights from nearby buildings flood into my room. I walked towards the window and peeked through the curtains. Its dark out, aside from all the lights the city produced.

My head continued pounding, and I decided it must be the stiff air of the room. I knew it would be a bad idea to go outside so late, so I chose to walk around the lobby. I change back into my jeans and slide on my tennis shoes.

I step out of my room, key card in my back pocket. I see a few woman in hardly any clothing walk down the hall facing away from me. I press the button to go down on the elevator. A few breaths later, it opens to reveal no other passengers. I step on and wait for the door to shut.

Once I've pressed the main level button, I listen to the hum of the elevator moving. The whirring of the cable wires producing a calming noise. It reaches a sudden stop and the doors open.

As I step out onto the main floor I'm instantly greeted with cool air. The woman at the front desk is different; a human. She offers me a small smile as I make my way around to the sitting area.

I rest my head in my hands. I take in deep breaths, calming my headache. I hear the constant ticking of a clock that hung on a wall somewhere near me. I let my mind focus on that for about about ten minutes before the pain is hardly noticeable.
     I stand to leave, facing back towards the elevator, when I'm stopped in my tracks with a familiar feeling. A slight tingling in my fingers and toes, a heaviness in my chest, but no urge to howl. I felt my body being drawn out of the building, but I resisted. I stayed in my place, letting the tingling sensation fill my entire body. The draw felt stronger, and I wanted to give in. To follow the pull outside, where the air would be crisp and fresh.

I pressed my hands to my head and forced my legs to move towards the elevator. I was inches away when I heard the familiar whirring and realized it was coming down. I was able to hear the thud of the elevator reaching a stop, before the doors slid open soundlessly.

I was greeted by a familiar face that belonged to a man. He had scraggly curly hair, and he was missing some teeth. The man from earlier looked up at me and smiled. I smiled the realest smile I could and stepped back to let him get through.

He started to walk off, but made a quick turn and grabbed my wrist. I take in a sharp breath and tried yanking my hand away. He was strong, but not as strong as I was. Or, i usually was. My hand was still tingling, and I had lost almost all of my feeling. I tried yanking away, but his grip was firm and didn't falter.

"Let me go." I growled. He smiled and started pulling me onto the elevator. I regained some of my feeling, and I was able to match his strength.

"Come on, your making this so hard." He said flicking his tongue around behind his missing teeth.

In one sudden burst of power, I pulled him towards me and kicked him in the groin. He doubled over with a groan, half on the elevator and half off. I turned and walked towards the door, hoping I could wait until he went back up to his room. However, I heard foot steps and turned to see him following me at an alarming pace.

I yelped and ran through the glass doors. I was greeted by the chilled air hitting my face and bare arms. I looked either way, and decided to run off to the right, where I could make a turn and hopefully lose him. The sound of my feet hitting the cement mixed with the engines of passing by cars drowned out my ears.

I turned to look and see if the man was still following me, and he was. About 5 feet away. I thought of how I could be faster and escape him, but the only thought would be to transform and I couldn't do that in a city full of humans. I pushed my limits and ran harder, making a quick turn around the corner.

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