The Werewolf's Touch by Cheri Scotch

Author:Cheri Scotch [Scotch, Cheri]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi, pdf
Tags: Mystery & Detective, Horror, Fiction, Werewolves, Voodooism, General, Louisiana, Science Fiction
ISBN: 9780743475211
Google: B8m0NwAACAAJ
Amazon: 0743475216
Publisher: I Books
Published: 1993-01-01T22:00:00+00:00

The passengers all started in with advice.

"Everybody make room!"

"Let him lie down!"

"It'll be okay, pal… this elevator's never stuck long. Look, the doors are partly open and the air-conditioning is on, so we can breathe fine. No need to panic, right?"

Andrew dropped to the floor, staggering against the wall. Simon took his arm and eased him down; one of the men took off his own coat and bunched it up under Andrew's head. He was in a fetal position, his arms curled against his chest, his legs pulled up.

Simon crouched beside him. "You're going to be fine. Just calm down."

Andrew couldn't talk, he could only gasp faintly. "What… time is it?"

"Six… six-fifteen. We won't be much longer."

Andrew's face went even paler. He looked at his own watch. It still said twenty to five: it had stopped. "

Oh, God! Simon… get me out of here!"

He felt his hand hidden between his chest and knees, shoved inside his shirt. His nails felt longer, harder, sharp as tiny scythes. He screamed as his lungs burned.

Andrew held Simon's arm with his good hand, as if to anchor himself to reality in the tossing sea of pain.

The elevator lights flickered again and the doors closed, but the car didn't move.

Simon gasped as Andrew's fingers closed too tightly on his arm. No one had a grip that strong; Simon's arm was starting to swell, the blood flow stopped. He tried to pry Andrew's arm off but couldn't budge it

"Andrew," he bit out through rigid jaws, "let go.' For God's sake!"

The buzzing in Andrew's ears was so loud that he barely heard. He could see, but it was like looking through red-tinted glass. He let go of Simon's arm. The pain was reaching a familiar peak: it was starting to turn into strength. He remembered that just after this point, the change would be fast.

The dizziness cleared. The pain was still there, but so was a near-orgasmic anticipation. He wanted to move savagely, quickly, but there was enough rational mind left to keep him crouched on the floor. He knew he couldn't hold on to that for much longer.

Fangs were beginning to push his teeth back in his jaws.

The elevator made a loud pneumatic sound and started to move, slowly.

Andrew couldn't stop himself; he felt his control begin to leave him.

He started to rise from the floor.

With a noisy whoosh the elevator doors suddenly opened wide into the lobby. Andrew leaped through them, still crouched slightly to hide his changing form, and rushed through the building, out into the darkening evening.

He was aware of Simon running behind him and calling his name, but he knew that no human could catch him.

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