Suddenly his limbs ceased moving as a blinding light assaulted his sight. He was there. The exterior floodlight of the clinic shone like a beacon in the darkness. Shouldn’t be here. Need help. David wanted to turn away, but he could no more turn away from that light than a moth could turn away from a flame. His strength was ebbing and there was nowhere else to go. Then he spotted her through the window. Though he’d driven by the clinic, he hadn’t seen her in person yet. Much lovelier than her photograph, she flitted around the lab that he saw through the window like a firefly in a jar. He felt the draw of her pull him to the edge of the trees and almost out into the light. No! Sudden clarity. If she saw him, she wouldn’t come out. If she got too far away, she wouldn’t let him in. The back of the clinic was encased by a ten-foot tall fence around a concrete patio. He had to keep her inside of that fence, but get inside of it without her spotting him.
David’s brain tried to focus on a solution to the problem, and he immediately doubled over. A tearing sensation ripped through his body as he felt things start to shift inside of him. NO! Turning his attention back to staving off the change, David let his surroundings dim out of his perception. He found himself on the roof of the building. How he had gotten there became of little importance as he heard the door below him unlock.