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It was a dark night in L.A. The clouds were nowhere to be seen. A full moon bathing the city in its soft light. Down by the beach was an odd house, it always seemed to be in a state of disarray, and it seemed like even the lightest of taps would cause it to crumble, but like the guys who rented it. It stood tall against the elements.
The moonlight poked through a half open curtain, bathing one of the renters in its grace. The man had black hair and sideburns; he was dressed in a nightie that he got for sale.
Mike woke up with the sweats and a terrible itching sensation. Quickly jumping into his slippers, Mike creeped as quietly as he could out of the room.
Meanwhile, a curly-haired brunette began to toss and turn in his sleep, occasionally scratching at himself. He remained unconscious as fur began to grow all over his body, and his nails turned into sharp claws. He whined to himself and kicked his left leg for a moment before he opened his eyes.
He was burning up. He moaned and looked at his hands, and then he screamed. This scream shocked the other two teens awake, one wore an orange nightcap and matching onesie with a blue bunny sewn on. Meanwhile the other kid was clad in light pink pajamas
Micky didn’t notice. He’d jumped out of bed and run over to the bathroom. This has to be a dream he thought, a really bad one at that .
That incident with the count had been a month ago. They’d been cured for Pete’s sake!
Instead, what greeted the drummer’s eyes was Mike and a broken mirror.
A Mike that was covered in black fur up to his eyes.
Shit