Chapter 214

"He's been bitten," Er 10 said, grabbing me and putting me behind himself. "We have to restrain him before it's too late."

I nodded, frantically searching the surrounding area for something -- anything -- that we could use to restrain him as snarls began to replace his sobs. Finally, I spotted the supply closet. "Over there!" I said, pointing. "Let's get him in there." Enzo nodded -- then, just as the boy's bones began to contort as he started to shift, we rushed at him and grabbed him by either arm, dragging him kicking and struggling over to the supply closet. With a final grunt, Enzo shoved the boy inside, then we slammed the doors shut just before the boy shifted.

"Fuck... Sorry, dude," Enzo said, sticking a hockey stick through the door handles.