out of patience five minutes
ago. She assumed the guy was a cop. It was obvious, he was some
nutjob.
“ You’re flushed, can’t catch
your breath, eyes are dilated,” he continued, looking her over
grimly. “Have you noticed any changes in your menstrual cycle? How
about personality, any changes there? Any strange sexual
urges?”
“ That’s none of your
business! I think you need to go!” she said harshly. “Just get
out!”
“ You have all the signs of
being in heat, Vivian,” he said quietly.
Vivvie stared at him in stunned horror
before her anger kicked in. “Ok, you’re out of here,
freako!”
Dave sat back, grinning. “It will pass
in a week or so. Why do you think they came back? They can smell
you as I can, Vivian. That’s why your new roommate moved out, isn’t
it? She’s allergic to you, not what’s outside.”
Vivvie stared at him. How could he know
about the cat problem? And about Sybil’s issues with her allergies?
Her eyes darted past him. She reasoned she wasn’t getting out of
her townhouse by him. She backed into the kitchen, determined to
grab a knife from the block holder on the counter if he moved
towards her.
“ I think you need to go,
Dave,” she said as she felt around behind her for a
knife.
“ They won’t leave you alone,
Vivian,” Dave went on. “They already marked their
territory.”
“ If you don’t leave, I’m
calling the police!” she threatened.
“ I think you need to sit,”
Dave said in an angry voice. “You appear to have a problem here,
even if you don’t realize it.”
“ Your frickin’ nuts pal!”
Vivvie exclaimed eyes filled with fear.
“ Vivian, if you calm down,
you will realize all these changes started after you were bitten,”
he went on.
“ Get out!” she shouted. “I’m
gonna scream my head off, buddy! You want to make a run for it, be
my guest!”
“ I’m not running, Vivian,”
Dave said quietly. “And we both know my name is not
Dave.”
Vivvie stared at him in growing horror.
“Who are you?”
“ That’s not important. I’m
here because of the men who took your friends,” the man said and
stood. “He marked you for a reason. Mistakes are rarely made. I
followed your scent, which is lovely, I might add.”
“ What are you talking
about?” Vivvie cried. “You're one of those wackjobs that calls here
day and night since Dina went missing!”
“ No, I’m the wackjob who
sits on your patio every night trying to protect you from them,
Miss Collins,” he supplied with a small smile. “Do you really think
that glass door will keep them out? Go look at the glass
today.”
Vivvie rushed out of the kitchen and
went to the sliding glass doors. She lifted up the edge of the
plastic, staring openmouthed at the sight.
Something gouged halfway through the
tempered glass, something with claws or….
“ No average house cat did
that,” he said from behind her suddenly. “No these cats are much
larger, and much more dangerous.”
Vivvie backed away, remembering the
night she saw the eyes in the window. They were larger than a
normal cat. She knew she was a wackjob too, just buying into this
ridiculous explanation of his.
“ They will get in,” he
continued, staring at the gouged glass. “You won’t be able to fight
them off in your current state. You need to leave.”
“ Leave, what do you mean? I
can’t leave!” Vivvie said as she moved away from the glass, letting
the plastic fall back. “You’re a couple fries short of a basket if
you think I’m buyin’ this crap, buddy!”
“ He marked you, Vivian! Your
scent will allow them to find you wherever you go!”
“ I’m not going anywhere!”
Vivvie said in rising hysteria. “Is this some kind of a sick
joke?”
Dave’s golden eyes narrowed. “You won’t
find it a joke when they get in.”
Vivvie saw the guy actually believed
what he told her, stalling for time until she could snatch up the
phone and dial 911. Obviously, he was a wackadoo.
ago. She assumed the guy was a cop. It was obvious, he was some
nutjob.
“ You’re flushed, can’t catch
your breath, eyes are dilated,” he continued, looking her over
grimly. “Have you noticed any changes in your menstrual cycle? How
about personality, any changes there? Any strange sexual
urges?”
“ That’s none of your
business! I think you need to go!” she said harshly. “Just get
out!”
“ You have all the signs of
being in heat, Vivian,” he said quietly.
Vivvie stared at him in stunned horror
before her anger kicked in. “Ok, you’re out of here,
freako!”
Dave sat back, grinning. “It will pass
in a week or so. Why do you think they came back? They can smell
you as I can, Vivian. That’s why your new roommate moved out, isn’t
it? She’s allergic to you, not what’s outside.”
Vivvie stared at him. How could he know
about the cat problem? And about Sybil’s issues with her allergies?
Her eyes darted past him. She reasoned she wasn’t getting out of
her townhouse by him. She backed into the kitchen, determined to
grab a knife from the block holder on the counter if he moved
towards her.
“ I think you need to go,
Dave,” she said as she felt around behind her for a
knife.
“ They won’t leave you alone,
Vivian,” Dave went on. “They already marked their
territory.”
“ If you don’t leave, I’m
calling the police!” she threatened.
“ I think you need to sit,”
Dave said in an angry voice. “You appear to have a problem here,
even if you don’t realize it.”
“ Your frickin’ nuts pal!”
Vivvie exclaimed eyes filled with fear.
“ Vivian, if you calm down,
you will realize all these changes started after you were bitten,”
he went on.
“ Get out!” she shouted. “I’m
gonna scream my head off, buddy! You want to make a run for it, be
my guest!”
“ I’m not running, Vivian,”
Dave said quietly. “And we both know my name is not
Dave.”
Vivvie stared at him in growing horror.
“Who are you?”
“ That’s not important. I’m
here because of the men who took your friends,” the man said and
stood. “He marked you for a reason. Mistakes are rarely made. I
followed your scent, which is lovely, I might add.”
“ What are you talking
about?” Vivvie cried. “You're one of those wackjobs that calls here
day and night since Dina went missing!”
“ No, I’m the wackjob who
sits on your patio every night trying to protect you from them,
Miss Collins,” he supplied with a small smile. “Do you really think
that glass door will keep them out? Go look at the glass
today.”
Vivvie rushed out of the kitchen and
went to the sliding glass doors. She lifted up the edge of the
plastic, staring openmouthed at the sight.
Something gouged halfway through the
tempered glass, something with claws or….
“ No average house cat did
that,” he said from behind her suddenly. “No these cats are much
larger, and much more dangerous.”
Vivvie backed away, remembering the
night she saw the eyes in the window. They were larger than a
normal cat. She knew she was a wackjob too, just buying into this
ridiculous explanation of his.
“ They will get in,” he
continued, staring at the gouged glass. “You won’t be able to fight
them off in your current state. You need to leave.”
“ Leave, what do you mean? I
can’t leave!” Vivvie said as she moved away from the glass, letting
the plastic fall back. “You’re a couple fries short of a basket if
you think I’m buyin’ this crap, buddy!”
“ He marked you, Vivian! Your
scent will allow them to find you wherever you go!”
“ I’m not going anywhere!”
Vivvie said in rising hysteria. “Is this some kind of a sick
joke?”
Dave’s golden eyes narrowed. “You won’t
find it a joke when they get in.”
Vivvie saw the guy actually believed
what he told her, stalling for time until she could snatch up the
phone and dial 911. Obviously, he was a wackadoo.
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