Snippet #1415663

The pages flew through his fingers; the book came to an end once again for the third time this week. He flipped off the flashlight he had sniped from one of the janitorial closets. It was what? midnight? But he wasn’t tired maybe because there was nothing to do here but sleep and read the same book over and over again. A need to escape had been over taking him lately, in part he thought it was his claustrophobia acting up but it was probably just the insanity of this place finally catching up to him.

Alex got out of bed and went to the misty window in the corner of his room. He could escape if he wanted to; if he got home his mom would never let them take him back. The only problem would be getting past the bars, he opened the window letting in the chilling air, and goosebumps formed up his arms. He inhaled deeply, the night was eerie but the woods near the Asylum seemed buzzing with nightlife. His hand reached out and touched the metal bars shaking them slightly, no loose screws, no luck.

From a distance he caught the glimpse of a larger beast wandering the woods, the sleek flash of brown fur and a glow of yellow eyes. “Lions and Tigers and Bears, oh my.” Alex smirked at the beast. It let out a small barely audible yawp as if in response, Alex chuckled a bit too loud for this late at night, it may have attracted attention outside. His laughing ended as he felt his heart rate pick up, dizziness consumed him, he had felt this way before but each time it was just a dream, this wasn’t a dream.

His stomach flipped and he ran to the bathroom to spill the contents of his stomach into the toilet. He must have fallen asleep that was the only possible reason for what was happening. At first it was painless his nails lengthened and fur began to coat his body he watched his hand in confusion as it morphed into a paw his hand splintering to bits and slowly building back together. It hurt as each individual bone broke and moved under his skin like thousands of bugs. But his limbs were nothing compared to what came next. He was on all fours now and his back arched painfully, each individual spinal cord popping and expanding, the fur was thick now and he almost fully resembled the creature he had seen out the window. He was in complete and total agony with nothing to stop this transformation or sooth his pain.

A snout protruded from his face and his clothes had become a shredded pile of fabric on the ground with him lying on it twitching in pain. Slowly he sat on his hind legs in confusion, what was the dream this time? Looking at his paws and touching his face he deemed himself a salmon loving bear.

“Clomp clomp clomp,” The sound of footsteps came from down the hall, he couldn’t hide in a room like this there was nowhere to go. The door creaked open and a guard entered to find the fully grown blonde bear sitting in the bathroom. It slowly stood up on its hind legs and began to approach the guard out of curiosity only to be hit by a tranquilizer gun and black out.

Right after it had dawned on the creature perhaps this time it was not a dream.