The Dome

Paige walked down the dark street towards her home. The warm summer breeze gently blowing her hair over her shoulder. She glanced behind her, seeing nobody, she got down on her knees. Her nose blackened and grew into a muzzle. Her ears became long and droopy. Her skin grew dark brown fur and a tail appeared. Her arms became legs with padded feet. She had transformed into a dog. Paige wagged her tail and happily trotted down the sidewalk. She sniffed the air and froze. A new scent had appeared. It smelled like cleaner and medicine. She cautiously approached the front yard of her neighbor and smelled the air again. The backyard. She stepped slowly towards the fence and saw a figure holding what looked like a gun. Her hair stood on end and she growled a warning at the intruder. The man chuckled.
"Gotchya." Paige heard a click as the almost silent gun went off. The dart hit her in the shoulder and she collapsed without a sound, she closed her eyes and let the darkness surround her. Another man stepped out from behind the fence, holding a clipboard that read "Paige, female. Brown Labrador Retriever." His name tag said "Dr. Goldberg."
"This is the last one." He whispered to the man, his eyes shone with horrid excitement. "Its time for The Dome."