Chapter 25

• I sat down on the little office desk beside the window. It was bare. There was nothing to read here. There was nothing to do, and there was no-one to talk to. I placed my head in my hands. I don’t understand anything anymore. It’s like my brain is shutting down on its own.
• I sighed as I looked up at the blurred paintings. Whatever happiness I had been feeling yesterday had evaporated. My fingers lightly drummed on the desk as I thought about everything that had happened to me so far right from the moment I had stepped down from the plane.
• Nothing here was normal, or worth staying a month for. It all defiled nature. I still couldn’t wrap my mind around the fact that humans could turn into wolves. It seemed like a giant horror movie, and I hated that so much. I hated that I was stuck here for no reason.