Metamorphoses
You wake to stillness. The hammering, banging, and shouting that kept you awake half the night are gone. The air is cold, and something smells burnt. Your master's experiments must be finished, but with what result? Something hesitates on the edge of your consciousness, the memory of unquiet dreams...
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